The antique sentiment

To go blind in the plague times—
peasants pick French bodies
like scavengers the both of them—
there’s a glint about the building
all the dead relax in—
to go blind in the plague times—
such is entertainment, then,
as reverend senses misalign
and good boys bull-rush the grave—
how the garb of universities
cloak in everyone memento mori—
you too shall die, chants a crowd
of students in a moonlit copse
ever louder the more younger,
and around them cynics prance
about waving stolen lamplights—

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~ by Jeremy on June 18, 2013.

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