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I stumbled upon a ruby in the darkness 
it held the secrets of a sad November day 
from all directions 
the splinters came 
and took the defyer 
the one who tried to save us 
from the powers that would be 
This ruby spoke of the players, 
the slayers 
the hiding naysayers 
the complex 
the complexities 
the maggots that live 
by war 
and more 
I tried to tell you 
but even I 
who lived on the edge 
of exposing the lie 
could not speak before the splinters arrived 
and I sleep with the others 
our secret has died 
 
dedicated to the memory of' 
Dorothy Kilgallen

Splinters