Pacific Star

By | 2 February 2001

clutching its chest
pink knitted resignation

a clown
wears knees for medals
blue synthetic flower

eyes slouched against
a mirror
witness to extinction

high in the mountains
no mercy from the Japs

only barbarous poison
stew on Good Friday

night seeping through the wall
filling a hole with silence,

a single-pointed star
on the horizon.

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