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O Wound,
02:12
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o wound,
i’m sorry i bit my wrist
watched the man on fire and on fire
on the horse statue
soon i will venture there
like the lone man, diasporic
in the dripping buildings
i might also walk with a candle between my fingers
talk to children, lost
i might also go there, soulless, darkly
i might also find nothing there
still, conjure you
a universal you
just something to yearn for
make the days less blue
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Wound of My Wound
06:20
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would i pick and give every flower to
is this surgery as bitter as imagined
which shadows to come and live a nice life in this city
tell it to some river
the lamps i swear everywhere
they speak in, off and on
long life as in long life to live
if i were never to see you again
sure, i'd till soil. do as you must
for everyone else but after
the cemetery in thunderstorm crying
you give me this red leaf to fold in my hand and lose later
you give me your disbelief: 'why am i here?'
i don’t want to distress you
i’ll miss you every hour on the dot
i care about you a lot
from this far-off land where i walk,
thinking i’m the only man.
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Hallelujah
09:20
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i don’t believe you anymore
she don’t know
i wish it had gone some other way
you cannot even tell me the time of day
she forsake me, she forsake her
i don’t forsake her
though the child is dead
i just kill
a lake is a body forsaken
i’d forsake fear, never love
not this sacrifice for nothing
kill me in the morn
i am sun down
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Life Without
01:07
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Condolences
04:20
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Devoted to Loss
06:47
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sure, you love
alway driving me to the furthest point on the horizon
until what does the moon mean
when often you pretend to lack
what are you, courage
to look out for all others, for me
i in my also watchtower just looking for you
never thinking of my own back
except where falls the shadow
long evening now trying to do that for you through all these circles you take me in.
sure, part ways with me, "do whatever you want".
we can sit on those steps, or you can disappear
between tree branches
over the james, knowing all hearts will be broken
go!, for the right reasons, maybe it resonates.
you made me a little sad-like
i looked up to that third floor light
you i had an easy dream of
sometimes i see the stars come real close
other times, it's a different plane
you're such an awful shame
i've written another letter i won't send
if you just came asking, i might sit with you in the evening
i can bear you because you are as unbearable as i
here's a relative i have known
i will return to that great river
though her cousin was where we were raised
i am not a romantic, i just want what's best for you
i want to go far away from you
i want to be the kindest friend
look in the desolation was made of the living
cast or made into a divine star
you won't know me when i give you this gift
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Admit
03:41
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(the heart)
08:52
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the roses, unpicked, growing
yes, i long for you
there is nothing on my mind, this
bright long day, there is nothing
in this long day
we are all so soon alive:
i have this incredible hour
to lie in bed with nothing on
to one day call the relative gone
put on a black harley shirt shorts and no socks,
and your too-small sandals.
i know what it is in your bright dark eyes
that you are unbearably made of
as one of my own family
your open closed skin
the goodbye this kiss implies
i am mine alone
in this dreaming-of-autumn heat
to render the august streets
with the carelessness of the people in societal sleep
while somewhere still the lakes shallow are so blue in that summer night i see you still
before me, as the frogs in their ruckus mind,
and that sky we can see every star of: you know
though before and after you are like some child
you and your light freckles and the small curve eyelids and the white glow beneath skin
wide open
i do not like this room. always the tempest you,
and frayed lace curtains
and the city night i will see the distance between us
become greater. i can hardly sleep in this bed after you, can i?
i can hardly be someone to anyone i think
i would not
make my own bed
leave small tokens about the house
live in any real sense
i don't have it in me, simply
not as you do and is this what
keeps you, on the earth?
who would i
i want to give this space to,
here have this i am no blood
and i love you
i am hardly a dream i had one night ago
i am alone in this but i love you
i would take you anywhere and take off
your shoes until are ready
to, to, whatever you are ready
you must be powerful
more than me and my mountain.
this wind that never comes,
i am but forgetful. i am thinking only of a few years
i feel some terrible
light too incendiary for the rain.
when we go over there (the graves)
i will love you then too.
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it was a long walk in the evening, morning
i can’t reconcile myself in constant company
i did try looking after you
all through that midnight blue
deep in the maine pools
i know your name
i have found another sacrifice
for nobody after all
wouldn’t you take me, call me untrue
as i go softly, for you
tell me my name when we meet again
your beauty few see
i won’t tell the city my name
or if you really were you could make your own
and love freely, in distance or closeness, overcome these bitter and oblong thoughts.
i don't mind space but i mind
what feels like a mean
self protection, this, simply because
i know you are not like that.
but another bird against the porch window,
against the mountain:
maybe i am seeing it all wrong
i think this is something that's haunted you for awhile on and off.
pulling away doesn't change
that i’m affected by it- somehow
(in this or that river)
by so doing you even have made it harder
for me to be peacefully alone by transferring this spectre onto me.
though i lie here
in peace, alone.
i feel as though i have lost a member of my family to some awful shame, i've cried about it and despaired through the hours of every day.
you know, “i am yours to die”/ maybe now that i have said it i will remember peace
because i actually love you and want to be devoted to you in distance and in closeness,
devoted in loss.
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Anniversary
07:48
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Glory
04:12
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i want to rise away again
the lavender never did conceal you (the city)
i want to walk across the storm
with some unrelenting gaze
indifferent towards death as to dawn
quickly i find answers to questions i never wore
don't tell me this real is better than every dream i ever had
i’ll visit the ashes you never tread
by the large open church
they took me on that walk once
i felt a little sad like some relative i hadn’t had had passed
they took me in the bare wood morn
through you know the meadow grown
but when autumn turned i couldn't anymore
that i dream of you, for i am another,
bloodless as you are blood,
cold and your body always warmer.
i feel the false freedom of absence,
knowing i was free before but had purpose with you,
and no reason without you except kindness
which could carry one through and beyond the world.
here is some simple language: still earthly,
as if in disguise, as if not knowing
your long passage, my still oblivion
i cannot forget you certainly but where would i put you
in this inhospitable, my alien world?
we meet between north and south ponds,
to build a house and dismantle
as traffic on the road; we meet between trains
i following this bliss of doing whatever seems
well for you, partings and unpartings,
in my heart so singular.
after the sacrifice of me-
all my love-
i give you everything. even in ashes,
here i am.
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O My Love
08:05
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o my love, you who are the wisest one, know nothing,
take everything, i am no one, for you are my love
o my most precious one, o my love
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Agony
00:20
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