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A Moment Before Death
A place
the taste of bread,
the taste of wine,
a body broken, a life betrayed
on bloodstained wooden beams of Judah -
lifted high in gold
today
we remember
to listen to the choir of cognizance,
to listen to the fireflies,
reciting poems to the moon gods
bathed in opalescent light,
a work of fiction - the universal genre,
this night -
tonight -
she remembers
the touch of desire,
the touch of Now,
(presently living, presently dying)
the hourglass spins its toxic silk,
long after the halcyon prison has cracked and failed
to contain the sandstorms of history -
gestern -
he remembers
a glimpse of Eden,
a glance towards Hades -
arms locked tight, grins spread wide
they give their final bows to
raucous applause from Salt Lake
to Rome
(past to present, I've lied but once)
I remember.