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wedding poem

high-born race
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
pushing out, struggling vainly
when the wind works against us in the dark
to the passionate lover
dear wife
there was a strangeness on your lips
last midnight
in their ragged regimentals
so lost
perhaps
are you awake?

 



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