Gentle

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Gentle                           ­                                               
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Ah the broken child
Creeping     Weeping

Seeing into the *******
Bedroom morning

The cold hard breakfast stares

The schoolyards fascist playings

The razor sharp with its
Semi - celestial paintings

Oh deaf ears      Blinded eyes!

Still

Do not mourn this ruptured toy

Neither sister brother
Father    Mother

AFTER THE FIRST DEATH THERE IS NO OTHER

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We of the painted smiley face !

We of the ******* I LOVE YOU LIE


The child seeks our poisoned dreams
Most damning ties

The eternal painless ( hence joyless ) life

Do not mourn the false sense of              Forever

AFTER THE FIRST DEATH THERE IS NO OTHER

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Weep for more substantial things

The death of hope
The rapine wars of lust and greed

Pass by this child on ****** sheets

This  corpse - like semblance of our divinity

Perhaps you'll see a road that you must follow farther

AFTER THE FIRST DEATH THERE IS NO OTHER