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eight

 

we are lined up

silent respectful

                       fearful

lenin's tomb before us

hundreds ahead in line

good citizens on their yearly pilgrimage

 

glazed guards stifle our approach

a tomb of simple shining marble ( a bunker )

a single entrance

poised bayonets line our path

                                          we keep our hands at our sides

                                          walk slowly

                                          breathe silently

 

someone ahead scratches an ear

sharpened blades level from all sides

                                                     shouts in russian

the line stops waits and

continues

              ( false alarm )

i check my hands

gripping my pants

 

steps inside a downward spiral

a bullet proof glass encased shoe

                                         leg

                                         waist

                                         chest

head appears

quiet

peculiar the waxy face preserved before me

                                                             unreal