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A Mended Fence a Sinners Doubt
A Mended Fence A Sinners Doubt
David J Walker
The sin
is in
The sin is out
The sin is to
pretend
and not to doubt
where truth begins
a ragged rout
the books all blend
the rancor’s shout
with trails of gloom
or gratitude
a tactile room
too often skewed
as hues descend a
reconned drought
a seasons dirth
a Delphic earth
vatic verse
that vendor's tout
the nether world
escapes without
a false pretense
in recompense
as gods invest
the beggar’s bout
a mended fence
a sinners doubt
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