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Widowed hoard,
cork jockey,
platter.
Out, set as empties.
Memory clean.

This widowed hoard,
once lined up like jockeys,
now set out like empties.
Widowed hoard.

All heads have their platters,
and wiped clean of memory
they're free to reflect anyone.
Could anyone echo the sound of her master's voice?

This widowed hoard,
so carefully collected
and now disconnected.
Once a whole, split apart.

Who could remember a lifetime of evenings?
This craft without creation.
Your only mark a gilded blemish:
"FROM THE LIBRARY OF…"

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from Songs of The Mike Smith Company, released April 26, 2019

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