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Broken Lyre

Broken Lyre

You cannot see her
for the soft blue of the firmament –

 she dresses to be lost,
slow dances the turning earth,

takes refuge in the pluck
of a single string. 

Draw closer, pick out the harm –
a rip through sleeve to skin;

 note how she does not flinch
leans toward the denouement

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