Poem Without A Title
I say to the lead
Why did you let yourself
Be cast into a bullet?
Have you forgotten the alchemists?
Have you given up hope
In turning into gold?
Nobody answers.
Lead.
Bullet.
With names
Such as these
The sleep is deep and long.
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Charles Simic
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