Tone Death (MS)
Death sings
and life scowls
at the noise he makes.
Life then tries
a hymn.
She sings
about birds
and summer warmth
and the becalmed sea
at the end of day.
Death smiles
and says
I'm deaf to all that.
Tone deaf.
I am the tone of death.
Monotone.
It's the only song I know.
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