Numerus clausus
A little extermination
is mixed into the formula.
In indifferent arms they lay
smudged by the dark angel
from whose connosieur’s fingers
they were untimely taken.
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Untime being their time
in the ward, the asylum,
the camp, the out-of-the-way.
Its monopoly over the heart’s
promptu surges.
Henry Darger’s worlds
Charlotte Solomon’s worlds.
Feel the animal warmth
throat hunger, caried dribble
onlooker. In our larger crime
their scheduled prowling. In our
time.
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