THE THREE FUNERALS
Did you know that every genuine Couple goes through exactly three funerals?
Did you know that none of these three are their deaths?
— I —
THE FIRST FUNERAL
[indescribable]
— II —
THE SECOND FUNERAL
The younger brothers are not here
There are no younger brothers here
2000 older sisters
Screaming sleeves
How many combs have fallen?
Maybe many combs have fallen…
— III —
THE THIRD FUNERAL
The winter wind’s the only wind that’s been and this is right
If you’ve heard crying gales with trails of seal-script tears in sight
It is the wind in constant, ancient search with all her might
She seeks her little bridegroom, longing sore to hold him tight
Advancing stannous copper bells ring loudly on the height
The sun descends below the sea and all is far less bright
Her hundred hands as fair as snow through every space make flight
And skillfully unfurl the secret hours of the night
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