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Bearing The Curse

He died
the day before
his birth
the curse had worked again

Generations
in the womb
their feticide
a last amen

The garden path
a stepford trap
whose fruit trees
bear the scorn

Enoch built
to hide the curse
the Mark of Cain
- damnation born

(The New Room: February, 2024)


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