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A Black RibbonWhen first we met, you tied a black ribbon around my neck and I held you up to the sunlight for all to see.As the years grew and our love evolved, a train slipped under our window and carried off the nightingale’s shadow. Now we are old and ungainly, we have grown to absurd proportions, but our love is still fresh and small and as rabid as the rat that bit Poe in his sleep. |
