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Poems

Values

25 September 2014

1:00 PM

25 September 2014

1:00 PM

The final way we’re held to account
is the standing order we never chose.
To whatever our lives might amount,
our contracts state death will foreclose.


Eventually our assets will diminish
sans heart and eyes, brain and breath.
There falls a repayment of the spirit,
the sum we bequeath, pounds of flesh.



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