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It's Pretext

Frank Hornung

It's pretext

camouflage

what is the core

you rightly ask

who is it for

this is twelve and thirteen's next

for you I now take off the mask

I give my wars a flowery name

remember of the roses

that was good

like a tree

I moved inside the wood

and in the fields of whirlwind three

I ambushed crows

I'm not a dove

I am a warrior who composes

in the saddle fresh excuses

and convincing vows

the battle not precisely won

your infamous El Kid rides on

hiding the childish wound of love

to his unclouded fame




(12/13 from the cycle "How Are You| 13 Poems")

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