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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

George Yatchisin


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Autumnal

Several yards over someone
sneezes as if unzipping
a larynx, while here black
flies alight on blue chairs
in unsettling number.
There shouldn't be enough
rot in the world to tongue.
Sunset won't hide anything
despite our feeble hopes.
Night is sure to last
a long time soon.