3249. SPELL MY DOOM MADAME SOON

SPELL MY DOOM
MADAME SOON
This much I can say : the moon was
in its lesser orbit and was gone from
swain. I had just dropped down the
letter and put down that book, some
older marvel, Mark Twain, Tom Paine;
neither of them makes much of a
difference now. A new thin light from
a shallow horizon tries breaking through
its memory as I am seen moving from
my home town. I majored, once, in
domestication,and my face was
a frown and the laughing sky
dangled itself before me.
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This much I can see : the gun matter
mattered as I looked into that deer's
eyes, imagining. I saw the grace and
living passion passing, and I never
could harm a flea, a living thing,
another me. For what difference
did any of it make, 'Nothing'
stood there looking
back at me.