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A hand on your throat
Did you know it’s a note?
To a melody shaking,
No this isn’t a joke.
Can you carry this, lover?
Over shoulder, lost hope.
An understanding, a lesson
And learn how to cope?
All reason’s stung, bleeding
Into moments misspoke
Into climates arranged
And desires like smoke
Disappearing in ether
When the gallant are broke
This world unhands us,
These meanings connote.
Soul fires igniting
And nothing is rote
A blasphemy of hours
Time’s kindling afloat
In a celestial flood
Star currents elope
Wailing arias from Heaven
Tightened nooses of rope.

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