NOTES FROM A LETHAL PASSAGE
    We were relegated   
                         through
                                       the channels of Lethe
                         amidst
    The whisperings
                         through
                                       the windows of Shoah.
    There were proud
                         keyboard
                                       fingerings
    Artists deploying
                         their
                                       darts southward.
    Witness these
                         horseshoe  
                                       crabs,  
    Iris, kicking
                         out
                                       their trails
                         on

    The shore of remembrance.

    Then Avrum ran
                         unencumbered
                                       as tense as 
    Of desecrated
                         equations.
    Hurry, I
                         decried,
                                       towards the
                         monument
    Of fire
                         casting

                                       its platters
                         of
    Postulates
                         towards
                                        a future
                         of
    Wayward cold.

    They were
                         killer
                                       bees,
                         said

    Castle,
                         like
    
                                       imaginary
                         hitter
    Frogs,
                         lucky,
                                       friendly

                         and
    Forgetting it was late in the morning.

    I attempted
                         to explain
                                       why
                         the plains
    Can be
                         inhospitable,
                                       sculptures
                         can freeze,
    Heaven
                         hovers
                                       largely
                         laconic, 
    Like a blistering outer region.

    I called,
                         forgetting
                                       I had
                         previously
    Developed

                         a plan,
                                       uncertain,
                         upside down
    For a
                         spell,
                                       touring,
                         undisciplined

    As a dachshund dashing across a frozen field.

    We were launched
                         for
                                       reclamation,
                         bundled
    For inscription,
                         tinkering
                                       with time,
                         gossiping
    With dignitaries,
                         contending
                                       to sweeten
                         the spring

    Waters with the wise whisperings of Shoah.

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