__________Echoes of faces lost in time
baffled and kind
attenuated, spread
atom-thin across
__________years.
Have you met the young sergeant?
Detective before long.
Mark my word.
__________Tears
he cried as a red-haired child
at the side of a dirt-brown
wound shame him yet:
__________men's
frailties women
know to shelter, whereas I
have been Loki, better
__________than
most at tending the fuchsia
the maidenhair fern
but am merciless
__________when
_____thorns draw blood, black-red.
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