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Unfinished II
Tell
me how the chances dissuade the dead to dance
Remind
me of oft changes circumspect of circumstance
Reminiscences
surround me
The
willow watches all
Like
the greedy hand of destiny
Sketched
in a knotted scrawl
Its
noose is dancing mockingly
The
mouth voracious yet
Fortuna
sings psalms solemnly
Jam
©
James Cross