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The End of War
from the watercolor by Alfred Kubin, 1920
Kenneth Pobo

 
 
The skeleton wonders
why did he have to
surrender skin? The sky
says nothing, its sack 
of answers spilled
on treetops. He pictures
his parents, in a small kitchen,
another unreliable memory. 
Was he married?
Would he have married? 
Bullets interrupted his story.
Snow coming. Maybe 
that’s the end. 
 
Bones disappear 
under spring blossoms.
Picture
Ron Wolff, Droplets
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