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Bonded Ties
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Cold hands bring a chill to the bone
A soft tickle against their lips
Breath escapes like a crack in the windpipe
Each sputter and mutter calls her

A scourge as black as death spread wings
Across a land polluted
A hag takes up her tool
There is hope she carries the rake

She steals a glance through the windows
Hands grasped around the timber
The broom sweeps them all away
Silence, a deafening whisper in her wake

The wagon drives itself
No horse, a lone man sits
On top of his shoulders his head twists and whirls
He sees everything

Axle resounding with each turn of the wheel
Creak creak creak creak
Heavy with its cargo piled high
Remains from every stop it has made

A scent of farewell carrying along the wind
Will he stop in front of this house, or the next
His wheels begin to slow
Stopped, the crying toddler cries no more


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