can you hear
from where you are
the hell-harmonies
of the goats?
the goat procession
inching up the street
along its wandering, lingering route
through the city of death?
as is often the case with parades you cannot tell
the laughter from the cries of pain
it's not something you'll ever
truly
come back from
the hell-harmonics
of your first ever
goat song
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