My Enemies on W.S. Merwin                                                                 My enemies slide through the crowd oily as snakes   They are Death dressed in a coat of smiles   My enemies are part of the war in which they do not care for the enemy but kill their comrades in the trenches My enemies continue to live undisturbed…

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