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In Our Late Empire, Love

In Our Late Empire, Love

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Happy young man giving piggyback ride to woman while looking away at beach

Drops from upper air like rain,

clinging brightly to the fresh-cut hair

of children and the infantry:

all hail the clicking heel, all will

regale the shrinking light

with grains of wedding rice, of salt,

of sands as fit last brassy parade:

the marching band will soften

with its growing-distant drum,

the oscillating hand will stop

its waving soon enough, soon

enough; here now, the motorcade

hums gaily through the citizens’

applause and the children’s eyes

bronze faintly with the glint

of far-off fireworks, or firebombs,

or falling evening stars.

In Our Late Empire, Love.

– Malachi Black

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I Am Ayex The only reason I haven't posted it is cos it aint TRENDING. I love posting what matters and the reason it isn't trending is b'cos its not important :-)

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