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THE MORE LOVING ONE Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast. How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we [...] FINAL SOLILOQUY OF THE INTERIOR PARAMOUR Light the first light of evening, as in a room In which we rest and, for small reason, think The world imagined is the ultimate good. This is, therefore, the intensest rendezvous. It is in that thought that we collect ourselves, Out of all the indifferences, into one [...] No. 67 The cold in these mountains is ferocious, has been every year since the beginning. Crowded peaks locked in perennial snows, recluse-dark forests breathing out mists, grasses never sprout before the solstice and leaves start falling in early August. This confusion includes a lost guest now, searching, searching—no sky to be seen. — [...] A CROSSTOWN BREEZE A drift of wind when August wheeled brought back to mind an alfalfa field where green windrows bleached down to hay while storm clouds rose and rolled our way. With lighthearted strain in our pastoral agon we raced the rain with baler and wagon, driving each other to hold the turn [...] DESIGNER KISSES I’m glum about your sportive flesh in the empire of blab, and the latest guy running his trendy tongue like a tantalizing surge over your molars, how droll. Love by a graveyard is redundant, but the skin is an obstacle course like Miami where we are inescapably consigned: tourists keeping the views [...] CHAOS IS THE NEW CALM Chaos is the new calm violence the new balm to be spread on lips unused to a kiss. Left is the new right as I brace for a fight with a man who stands on his remaining hand. Fetid harbor harbor me until someone is free to drive [...] AFTER READING LAO TZU The one who speaks does not know. The one who knows does not speak, wrote the old master, which perhaps describes the situation. Meaning we were all sad. Meaning that when you were seized by desire, it was nothing more than flesh, bared above the collarbone [...] 9. there are so many tictoc clocks everywhere telling people what toctic time it is for tictic instance five toc minutes toc past six tic Spring is not regulated and does not get out of order nor do its hands a little jerking move over numbers slowly we do not wind it [...] this kind of fire sometimes I think the gods deliberately keep pushing me into the fire just to hear me yelp a few good lines. they just aren’t going to let me retire silk scarf about neck giving lectures at Yale. the gods need me to entertain them. they must be terribly bored with [...] |
      
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