untitled (20171105)

how many hearts
how many prayers
balance the scale

the moon is the color of blood
the color of rust
the color of flattened lead

twenty-six stars wink out

who would ever think
such a thing would
[not]
happen

those who ask this question
would find a special
place in hell
if we ever needed
such a place

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