Mudlark No. 54 (2014)
two lemons on bowed 
branches —

if they were perfect 
they would not be 
so beautiful

death has hollow eyes 
and holds a flower
like a fever it pulls 
the bones 
of the body apart 
when the body lies down 
death rises 
like a lamp
across the field

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