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Coronal Ruminations
Coronal Ruminations Here is a war let loose - a plague upon the frailties of our unresisting unsuspecting flesh another plague invisible inspired in the very air invading passages where life would breathe does our world seem broken now viral failures magnified rhythms torn to dissonance aging pains hobbled by a grieving stillness found among the dead leaders ape the emperor without his clothes and shakespeare in his mouldered grave still clutches all the winters of our discontent this unholy virus is a mirror of ancient death turned black and also of a flu that was an exclamation to the first and worst of world war all the bright spilled heavens know that the treasured numbers of our dead cannot outstrip the stars and we must march a little closer to our ancestors and a little further from the follies in our lives and the dead keep falling down in numbers none can grasp we are torn apart and we keep apart and the dead keep falling down who will act the priest spreading benefactions on the tides of tears and who will be the scientist who burns this crown of thorns and we are torn apart and we keep apart and the dead keep falling down
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