evening routine

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grave

forget tenderness
serene silent threnodies
rage deep in my soul

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intelligence

shines in his deep eyes
as he spirals in circles
through the garden leaves

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angry

ranting and raving
in the overwhelming light
collapsing in sweat

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response

he sticks out his tongue
and bangs his head on the wall
behind the garden

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sweating

mother revolted
by the dark blood on the wall
screams in tender fear

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later

oblivious he
undoes the lock on the gate
washed clean by the moon