Sunday, November 11, 2012

A Buried Man Comments

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A half moon at its highest point.

His first winter at the graveyard; the grey sky falls into
bits of ice: he may envy the lights of the rings of houses.
Strangers now carry parts of his life; nothing stopped, no place
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Leslie Philibert
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Joshua Fegley 23 February 2013

Yes, and life goes on.

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