The Farewell
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Joe GonnellaThe Farewell
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Joe GonnellaThe Farewell
Were not the angels of December. The incontestable dark Has held us. Were blacker than we dreamed, heavier Than the air that surrounds us. Your know this. Ive told you many things but nothing You cant bring to good or Understand. What was empty is still empty. What was Full is too full. Were not What we were. Night is freighted. Flowers, eyes, tongues, stars and Knives orbit in memory. We hold them In our palms. We display them for our guests. The moon is our sister; daylight, no friend. We follow Separate paths to one goal. Separate angers to one city. Forgive me. Weve held each other too Long. We are trapped in alien forests. What was, is No longer ours to butcher. We own the distance between us. We mark The angles Of our contempt against the Declension of a mutual despair.
