Friday, December 29, 2017

The Hermitage of the Immortals

A tiny box in the woods
Where unforgivable sins
Live quietly together,

Randomness, uncertainty,
Truth, and deviltry.
Their names are changing
Constantly, and we won’t name

The names they’re called currently
For fear of being accused
Of sympathy for what is

They take turns with the cooking.
They play board games at evening.
They wake up every morning.

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