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servants strange

in palaces white

militant sackers of the morrow

appearing half starved

in the chill of bitter moonlight

linger on

so airlessly aloft

weary walkers

so worried at the shoe

leave your cape for me to wear

confronting those who scoff

should I need such tool

to prove death's fate

to those of a hackneyed few............

(written Nov. 11, 2002 9pm)