The Traitor Within

The ordinary human event –
passing probably unnoticed
went with intervals of laughter:
then one more suicide since

Strip the grafts of skin,
pick flesh bare to bones;
leave the eyes staring inward,
wave that shaft of stone

Damaged beyond repair, still
everything done is failed, or fair;
unwrapping the gift again:
the dark heart a plum you pluck at will

©Dean Baker


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