let this be the morning
of the end of the world
the noise even closer

the men here declare themselves
innocent of all events,
those that have happened
and those to come

a warning and a lie
a soft meeting and a love
let’s at least admit we mean each other harm

let’s forget all this then
how imprisoned we are in their ghosts

nothing personal is recorded here,
you must know that, but
one year the viciousness got to be too much

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