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PAPER RAFTWORDS & MUSIC: Earl P. Reinhalter
I. I sailed upon the water a vessel battle worn. we were a son and daughter, a veteran and his whore. I saw it there: truth, truth. I lost it there: youth, youth, youth... II. grey clouds like sails above me, a mast of lightning struck: sun bright'ning ammo thunders. rain rises, gone amok. I lost it then: hope, hope. I caught it then: rope, rope, rope... BRIDGE: hard wood splits in half, in thirds and in splinters, like a stubborn silence in shattered isolation of consecutive winters, consecutive winters, consecutive winters. ENDING: a paper raft held me. a breaker laughed: "see! see! see!" hard hearts break in half. hard hearts break in half. hard hearts break in half. hard hearts break in half.
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