the interment
life shods
surrounds her gallery of shrouds
in painted grey.
she spoke silently of a widowed dream,
trapped in the contrast of the baby's fist
once circled in invisible aquebus
for the mundanous war of war
"quest of quest"
and this fist of hers now open
whose unmoving lips and state
iterate a lost battle
in pall's white flag,
as those waiting to die
bury him below.
surrounds her gallery of shrouds
in painted grey.
she spoke silently of a widowed dream,
trapped in the contrast of the baby's fist
once circled in invisible aquebus
for the mundanous war of war
"quest of quest"
and this fist of hers now open
whose unmoving lips and state
iterate a lost battle
in pall's white flag,
as those waiting to die
bury him below.
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