sunday morning
starched white intruder
food lukewarm tasteless gr██l
vitals and go█d memory tablets
newspaper from the future
in wrinkled hands disconnected
window's light is all wr█ng
not dancing on the wheat fields
prepare to welcome guests
amish farm table familiar to my touch
heirloom furniture t██ close
four corners closing in
peeling wallpaper calling out
my name, one of m█ny
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thumb and finger pull back layers
as if turning bible pages
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how could █ war be great
no more peace on earth
2\buttermilk floral spanish flu
jaundiced child’s face
pray ███ empty pews
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everything ████
except farm and family
fed dandelion roots
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sepia t█ned oxygen in the lungs
prairie sky gone d███
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men all gone to ██████
wrapped in blood soaked rags
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hello i l█ve you too
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too young; sister██daughter██
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gr█at gr█ndda██hter
lost ███ hundred years
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