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Lamb
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Poems 2005 Perhaps this is the silence
only the lamb could bring us
when it is face down on the platter
as the main dish, with a side of butter
and bread fresh from the oven
out back, behind the kitchen
that still burns with the reminisce
of wood burned long ago
when the world was slightly younger
and I wasn't merely fodder
for those damn thought patterns
deep inside that skull of yours.
