26 March 2010


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And this is that quiet moment with hands poised above you
His hooded face with darting eyes is focused on your neck
An axe, or, maybe a guillotine, is glinting in the sunlight
The crowd has gotten so loud you can no longer hear them
Ocean of noise - then hush - breath sliding down rope

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