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"Had They Learned Beforehand" by Joe DiMino

They are too brittle
Words of autumn
Crackle of defiant leaves;
Brittle for
Triumphant winter
Rolls-up its cold 
Immobilizing sleeves
To soon end all the fuss,
Predetermined by the rust
Speckled patterns both
The trees and aging
Arborists know
For if the young
Next season to come
Making room then
To heaven or hell
Or a chemical smell
The lived-out must go…

Some would say
A just reality
That the wealthy at last
Cannot have it all—
Would have better
Served them
Had they learned
To go naked
On the crawl….

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