Gray Twilight

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Believe me
The small man invented happiness
That beast of evening melancholy
Strangled of its sweetness
Incapable of love

The yoke is a passion muzzled
Slandered beyond itself
Adorned in nausea
Spoken by clay voices
Abundant as water
Routine as distress “On Poets”

KMcGee – 2016

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