Between the Masks
Wake up!
The grass is fading back to gray,
fall in love once more
with this sallow spoilage of the green.
Farewell to that verdancy
that must turn, at its height,
to an unpleasant glut.
Let those who have lived through
the byways
of this cobbled and stony world,
let them now rejoice
that a chilled and churning sky
has unearthed new steps in the dance
of life and death. Past and future
have exchanged their masks,
the rabbit and fox
will love each other forever now.
Sleep not!
The ice that kills will revive the strong
and extinguish the wrong.
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