Despairing Defiance

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America is dead, still-

We hoped for an autopsy

Having been denied

The reprieve

We thought we convinced enough of us to agree to.

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The coroner’s office

Is quiet

And the last lightbulb

Looks like it’s flickering

And dim

At least that’s what they tell us

Those who are close enough

To peep through the blinds/

Our reporters on the front lines

We have no one else to listen to

And even these mirages of correspondence

Are claiming

And saying

That they can’t get in

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Still we call the offices

And hear the cell phones ring