Once

Once

beard trimmed

hair dyed

grin

always a grin

behind the glasses

horn rims

roam cerulean eyes

Upon

a wide face

sculpted with words

knowledge and

brilliance

so from the mouth

comes

A

tale so strange

of woe so elevated

and reminders so

poignant that

no one remembers the

Time

when two bodies joined

beating sans succor and

flailed and floundered and

ended

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