Room 213

June 2, 2020

Today my body is in eclipse.
Was it wrong just to be born?
how can I believe or trust
this burning thing this heart?
The lamb brought for sacrifice
ate up all the leaf brought for decorations;
I’ve never heard of a crime
I couldn’t imagine committing myself.
I’ll give you my word, lest I will try,
lords o lords of the meeting rivers,
never, ever to be born again.

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