I mourns sweethearts sins.
I begin, without regard
to grammar. I end,
hoping you won’t read
C.P. Cavafy. Sunrise,
Sunset. Perry Como,
seventh son of the seventh
son, your day dawns on
a vainglorious anagram.
Marry Wikipedia’s sloppy
seconds: Brit painters;
Greek poets; Yank singers.
My monster brides, you were,
you people, a kind of solution.
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