another genocide carried out
with German efficiency, the
knives flash as the river flows,
bloodied, choked with limbs,
a Queen killed too, under
the broad sky, beside
the faithful retainers who
raised the first alarms
the bonfire on the border
is the only light I see, the
dawn still hours away, withholding
herself from me
neighbor upon neighbor in the
terror of the night, who will
be left to speak when they
knock upon my door?
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