Richard's Poetry Pavilion

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Watch the flying blades.




It's like this, the hands are fast 
though with a blade extended -- 
a swifter fact is fixed, that splits 
wind like a ghost surrendering. 

Please, please hurry back and 
replace the lost blade of fact -- 
come back and finish this mess 
of business, lest the lie resume... 

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