What Brutus Didn’t Extinguish

These times
ripen at the behest of con-men
abrupt
in their seedling temperament.
We cannot feel the
shock
at lightning velocity.

When everything not iron-braided
to our wavering arms is
fodder
for the frivolous taking
Love
is the only earthly trade
still pure
and worth a damn.
 
 

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