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Fragility:
A thinning of skin in the cold light
and Caution:
The keen edges of leaves and
the quiet, lethal blades of barely grass

Intent:
The dark burgeoning river strains
against its banks and bed
and Malcontent:
Simple sots who dreamed the mouth
and once believed it pure

Intuition:
Every shit-filled canal and little creek
knows something of the open sea
and Revolution:
The storm claims corpses to spite the levy
and drums and howls that war is yet alive

(Thomas J Burbach Copyright 2009)

much peace