The Crowing Of The Cocks
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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The crowing of the cocks
The priest-like white soutane
The tunica kissed by dusk
Albeit its lips were
Fading as the
Day.
In
A
Vacuum
A
Human
Zoomed
To
Fraction
Of
His
Size
Swam
Restless
And
Condemned
To
That
Shady
Container
The twilight waters sang
Their own dirge
Under the bastions
They had been
Accustomed
To self-sacrifice and self-immolation
The snow creaked
Creaked
For it was rare and
Haughty
And
It was not winter.
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