issue 26 > poetry > kuspit
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in homage to death vii
by Donald Kuspit
imperative as innocence,
you beguiled me
with promise,
never to part
until we foresaw
the beyond,
and then reluctant
to leave
memory
behind and beneath.
the
old gods
resurrected
in the grave of wonder,
supplanting supposition
with hope,
and all the other
superstitions
of trust.
stripping the veil
from your virginity,
i slept
with the other lovers
you betrayed,
nodding off
into the knowing unconsciousness.