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Poem – Enigma (By Elaine Nadal)

Enigma – By Elaine Nadal

 
The bells tolled.
I heard them.
S          l           o          w         l           y
LOUDER
Numbing my body.
Obscuring my vision.
Searching for color in my subconscious…
I found images:
games, gatherings, horse rides–
artifices sufficing for a time.
An unrecognizable figure
putrefied instantly,
leaving ashes
S          E          E          P          I           N         G
It burns. My sand house
F
E
L
L
I did not build it,
but my blood was in the dirt.
He sprinkled it there, I think…
 

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