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Beneath Up
A broken Branch beneath, laid in lies then repeats.
Skipped on lakes of tears deepened by defeat.
A broken Branch beneath, connection and silence,
between resigned or violence,
between being conscious... or dying.
Footprint stalking all this way, following.
Enough water to drown,
enough water to cover-up,
enough water if all alone in the middle with you in it.
Stare until no bubbles, bubble up.
Take the body up and out the tub.
Copyright ©
William Rodriguez
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