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Friday, October 22, 2010

Grief


Grief bleeds from the shoulder,
manna for young men.
Grief swirls in the gut,
a knot that can’t be untied.
Grief stops at the hips,
loses itself in love.
Grief bleeds from the shoulder,
like so many words.
Useless to me . . .
manna to young men.

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