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STILL LIFE�

Eric Pettigrew

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DEP

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STILL LIFE Ne me contez pas pour rien Empty words from an empty lady A bright pearl inset on black Hecate's friend A smile that lies A reassuring glance belies The agony oh my god the agony Of disappointments kept While you You sit there Still-lifeless A fruit entrapped Until time's conventions Turn ripeness To rotten.

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