you swore your lies
upon his life
and now he lay here
dying.
how it is
did fear comply
belies god’s comprehending.
blessed hands
since turned bereft
divine
no burning bushes.
left with naught
but baleful semblance
will she not remember
I Prefer Not To.
Max, or Not 
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