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War Game, Mock Middle Eastern Village

When dead, lie shirtless

in a clearing whisper

your eulogy to your partner

until the blinking

blue God-

Gun reboots us just as

the sun comes up.

from Poetry Northwest 10.1 Summer & Fall 2015More by Nomi Stone from the library

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Used with the permission of the author
on behalf of Poetry Northwest.

Published in Nomi Stone Poems

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