The jellyfish women all sneeze

The carpet drags from race to race

To hall to hall

To Room to room

What else?

You ask her why

She’s going

She has no

She is

Gone

There is nothing left for the lovers but to grieve. 

One lives while another mysteries

Left open and the wind comes

Time comes

Fading

 

And

All else

Is like leaves

Bent and broken red

Seeming soft in the summer breeze

But really only actually

Dead.

 

But inside the museum

Infinity

Goes on trial

The jellyfish women all sneeze

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