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Like the Amnesia That Sets in After a War

by Eric Pankey

A line marks each day
Not to commemorate
But cross out
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The moss-crumbled brick
Rejoins the clayey soil
As dust flakes and slivers

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To hide the blood stain
The entire cloth is re-dyed red

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Impermanence takes its form
As repetition
+++++sunrise moonfall
Streams and rivers swollen
With ice-melt the mountain sheds

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Here and now
Space and time

Figured as
A single equation

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Note the legible
Within the palimpsest
Beneath the blur
Of the wiped away