.How should I begin?
I find myself residing
At the dried out end of a dead history.
All my thoughts are dirt
Scattered on a coffin,
And I a dilettante funereal spectator here.
How should I presume?
A besuited bourgeois mourner,
Virgin to surrender and vivi.
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