AMBROSE BIERCE(1842-1914?)

Perhaps

you never went to Mexico,

perhaps you never faced

that firing squad;

perhaps

you went through the old

Civil War battlefields,

perhaps you went through death

same as the day's;

perhaps,

perhaps you just

disappeared, unknown

even to yourself -

perhaps the dusk,

perhaps the dawn mist

embraced you

faint light fading, rising -

faint light,

perhaps.

21.-22.12.2017 - 25.02.2022

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