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Before the Sabbath 
The Place of the Skull,
a tump in a simmering haze,
turns black at evenfall
and black the specks as well,
where vultures soar
above a funeral cortege,
as the Richard’s servants
hasten along the graveyard road,
with the body limp and pierced
on a rickety cart –
His soul pawned and distraught
somewhere in death’s abode.