Apology.

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Apology
by Claudia Keelan

To know nothing of living things

Those that exist often

Beside us Hello, she says

& does it hear, do you?

Days, nights, watching a stranger’s heart

Stumble against his skin

It wants out, and the body

Is a flesh dress he’ll take off

Only once, at the last

Hello, she says

Our heart is on exhibit

Walk around our common institute

Of higher learning

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