sepulchre

What is this glance? It burns like

A stack of paper, singed edges and

Scraps of the past flowering out,

Fluttering and sailing,

Coasting through the parking lot.

What is it for?

Why drag up the past, why

Exhume it, gawk at the maggots and

Claim that it’s new?

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