Under the false eyes of a ceramic lord
I learned: A.D.
Anno (ablative) Domini (genative)
"in the year of the lord"
not "after death"
which wouldn't make any sense
at all, to tell the truth.
II.
Sadness and poetry are selfish.
Between you and I
stirs the length of one man
made of dirt.
When I told your mother
"I don't even-" she spoke
"It doesn't even matter."
III.
A.D.
Anno (ablative now) dolorum (genative).
One week so far.
Oh that when this is all beautiful and gone
that I might still remember--
which wouldn't make any sense
at all, to tell the truth.
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