preface for Poem 75


Preface for Poem 75



 anxiety when

the dead marry the dead



waste no chance

to hear demise,

to celebrate

 the splash of wine

where blood once flowed



waste no moments

of pleasure as if

beauty hesitated

to laugh in stone's bone marrow



is it not true

anyhow

any who

will do

anywhere



uncork mind,

suspect, conserve



anxiety when

the dead marry the dead







Jerry W. Ward, Jr.                            May 19, 2018


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