My Deathday — This Poem Is a Knife by Lynn Henry, Part III — The Sharpening

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The blade sharpening truck roams the back alleys of the Plateau.

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The knife gets its long awaited edge.

Patiently waiting
For sounds of the back alley
Sharpening truck bell
Then one summer evening—now
This poem has a deadly edge

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