Day Twenty-Eight
"Show my head to the people, it is worth seeing."
- Georges Jacques Danton, French revolutionary
My family song waxes long
as I am in the tooth.
I might die
in the duration of the dirge,
the drawn-out vowels
like dragged-out bowels;
a most prolonged execution.
Light a candle for our
huddled, gut-pulled parlance.
Let us groan in dissonance.
How I long
for one swift stroke of a song
A get-it-over-with, choppy song
A flash of the axe and a slice
of cake.
Love the wordplay in this piece--and could hear that "groan in dissonance" all the way in CH!
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