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“You need me like ice needs the mountain
On which it breeds. Like print needs the page.
You move in me like the tongue in a mouth,
Like wind in the leaves of summer trees,
Gust-fists, hollow except for movement and desire
Which is movement. You taste me the way the claws
Of a pigeon taste that window-ledge on which it sits,
The way water tastes rust in the pipes it shuttles through
Beneath a city, unfolding and luminous with industry.
Before you were born, the table of elements
Was lacking, and I as a noble gas floated
Free of attachment. Before you were born,
The sun and the moon were paper-thin plates
Some machinist at his desk merely clicked into place.”
―
On which it breeds. Like print needs the page.
You move in me like the tongue in a mouth,
Like wind in the leaves of summer trees,
Gust-fists, hollow except for movement and desire
Which is movement. You taste me the way the claws
Of a pigeon taste that window-ledge on which it sits,
The way water tastes rust in the pipes it shuttles through
Beneath a city, unfolding and luminous with industry.
Before you were born, the table of elements
Was lacking, and I as a noble gas floated
Free of attachment. Before you were born,
The sun and the moon were paper-thin plates
Some machinist at his desk merely clicked into place.”
―
“We’ll have to devise a new method
Of weighting bodies down with stones
So they can’t return
Asking the same unanswerable
Question of us who failed
Them, yet keep going in this world.”
―
Of weighting bodies down with stones
So they can’t return
Asking the same unanswerable
Question of us who failed
Them, yet keep going in this world.”
―
“Is it just me or is this wine
Terribly bitter
Which I’ll drink anyway
To dissolve the bad
Aspirin of day”
―
Terribly bitter
Which I’ll drink anyway
To dissolve the bad
Aspirin of day”
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