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I'm struck dumb by knowing
that until recently you did not exist,

the way I know one day I won't exist,
and that's a kind of prayer

I don't have the words for. Your father
and I are atheists, but you are free

to measure the sky as you will and decide
accordingly.

I've been thinking about things
as the source from which all thought rises.
Not as omens, signs, talismans, tokens, symbols,
figures of speech, or ideas.

A thing introduces a thought and is never more than a thing.
Yes, that sounds right.

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Would I hope myself into yet another quiet vessel, striving against bad weather?

15
This vessel, an argument against vindication.

It is possible I've written all I can
about her

I ask my mother
if she watches the audience or the two people on the stage. She does not
think this is the right question.

It was a mistake to ask the $30 prophet
for a $20 prophecy.

It is not good to think
of everything as a mistake.

but she's in my head, the lonely field
I imagine each night, awake again
nowhere else to go.

Outside, the buses must be un-routing.

Therefore, what is the graveyard
if not a sequence of recanting waves?