Willem de Koning,
not the painter(1904-1997),
but with one 'o',
and 8 years
instead of nearly 93.
Almost bald little forehead
on one side, with a long
strand of hair on the other.
There is a little wary
look in his eyes
as he gazes, eternally,
at the photographer.
This is his
immortality,
this faded moment,
after a life
that ended
in a gas chamber
at Auschwitz.
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