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dead men give no answers

neither do mystic dancers    
he said once      
      
though neither      
a mystique      
nor      
a dancer      
     
but certainly      
a dead man      
he      
     
what else would you call      
a man      
of no movement      
no response      
or      
responsibilty?      
     
     
he lay      
at the end      
of the Dead Bodies' Trail      
at the base of the Avalanche Valley      
in the Broken Dreams Mountains      
by the Frozen Tears lake      
     
no wonder      
both in the literal and        
the proverbial      
he      
a dead man      
     
neither warm      
to the touch      
nor the presence      
of a pulse      
     
vision stuck      
at the peak of the mountains      
where he last saw      
his life      
     
...waving goodbye    
flipping the birdie
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