• No Exit

We do confide in each other;
So let us not try to define us.
I was asked; are ‘ye’ leaving?
You replied; we still grieving!

Maybe, the precipice is Old,
And only the faces are New.
– To answer your question…
Perhaps, ‘everything is true’.

Take a sit to watch them quit.
Look at where souls exit from.
There are no wails or exhales.
– The mass gathers, yet alone.

© RICARDO SEXTON

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