Pietas

[burnt stag]

softly falling

the veil on her white cheeks

like rime stilling—there are no tears

streaking down from her eyes

                                             naked

I wanted to feel her polished

stone-gaze with my hand

a crescent moon lightly

curls between her lips

a beam—

her marble didn't crack

catching swiftly

the dripping linen

and the last warm

breath of her son.

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[drowsy vessel]

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[sly flume]

*a crescent moon lightly

curls between her lips*