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Mistaken Identity
Christened triplets
each a shadow at dawn
each a silent silhouette
one taller than the next
ground, pitted, graffittoed
heads tilted: forward, intense, watching
eyebrow arched
inclined slightly
as with thought
An emotion, each
sadness, as with time lost
never to return
guilt, knowing something is wrong
unable to know just what
and self-pity, enough for all
three
As the sun rises, a few degrees
the chill air sulks
and abandons itself
fog lifts, off the ground
was hugging stone
These caricatures of grieving
the light plays on them
the pits, graves, graffitti
it swirls
climbs and falls
ingesting fear from the ground
Roots, fingerlike, hunger for empathy
and each, after crying aloud
every-night
becomes pregnant with moisture, bleeding
a sorrowful pool
