does she weep?
i ferried one, hair up, face blank;
she flickered like a lamp.
the other he pulled through the ground.
hades with his mighty arm.
like an inverted bloom--
she fades and flickers too.
does she weep? the ground
has its passions, the deep
earth
its cracks.
i ferried one.
her face was like
a pane of glass.
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