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In the Meadow
I went out to the meadow
One soft and sleepy night
And saw what may --
Never be seen
In the same light.
Hanging high --
The treetip tops --
Corpses swing dying.
Death bell tolls;
Crows aloft --
Carrion angles
Vying for a bite!
Circling above their heads;
Cadavers' days --
Minutes winding down.
The Not-Yet-Deceased,
The Not-Yet-Departed --
Smile up to hollow souls
And tremble to the ground.
Where gentle blooms --
Hidden!
The shadows cut them out!
Branches snap,
Strings plucked
And yarns unraveled --
Unruly hair.
Mort's sly grin --
They fall.
Fall --
Remains and all
To blossoms untainted.
Escape!
Escape, my dears!
Do not tie One's fate
With them!
Trapped they feel --
Trapped they are.
And I?
I do not attend,
Assist or help.
I turn my back --
Unfeeling gaze;
And flee,
Unaffected.
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