Poetry by Rene: Ceremony of Death

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Friday, May 4, 2012

Ceremony of Death

Packing myself into a mass of human caviar, I squeezed between hooded mourners, weary penguin mothers with birdy children, walrus workmen, just off the job, exhausted and grimy, gangsters, slimy as eels, and dark roe students, all clothed in dull black, their swarthy countenances contorted with... Sign in to see full entry.

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