May sorrows, Andreth Omoingo

2psychodelic.

Gnomic down through April
commingling with your poppies
across Alsace, unto the Comoros,
Andreth, where did that lead you
after all forgiveness?

Desire requites memory.
You crossed the double yellow
line twice too often,
sparrows flit along fence-top,
Omoingo, and May sorrows.

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