The Poetry of
Jamie W Spracklen

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THE SALUTE

When my fallible cells smash,
I will greet my climax with a
Disorderly pain. But I hope
My fluttering mind will urge
Lips to move one final time.
I shall cant and curse
And rave and cry until
The eye is still, and life left behind.

 

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