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Gaza
The Meat of a Leg Joint
Gaza
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The sky was gray
And you were a
Small child without
Bones
In your arms
Now you're a man
Who died
Propped up
Against a fence
In the shadow
Of your favorite
Bible story
Still without
Bones in your arms
A mourning
Husband
With a pistol
In his hand
He will smile at
You with the meat
Of a leg joint
In his teeth
And you were a
Small child without
Bones
In your arms
Now you're a man
Who died
Propped up
Against a fence
In the shadow
Of your favorite
Bible story
Still without
Bones in your arms
A mourning
Husband
With a pistol
In his hand
He will smile at
You with the meat
Of a leg joint
In his teeth
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