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public manifestations of a certain
belonging threatened the peace at home
sex increased and grew wiser in surprising forms
morning woke us to mutual
smiles that I overcame with
the order of the day
and the unsensual woman who
plays love from the head
love leads and the light
taps hit the bull’s eye
right clothes and wrong clothes
all the years of innocence
and their exaggerated price how
much suffering you have caused
the companion inside you turned
your back on psychology didn’t
catch a call or agreement
you lay on the floor
of a cool three floor flat good
street didn’t know that he
and she are horizontal as
lines between heaven and earth
invited you you spoke in
hints you somersaulted rose fled
backstreets yards fields empty lots
you cross a path between
dry thorns yesterday’s paper alive
in wind by your foot
rocks cut off from their place?
tan black of a fresh
fire yellow straw of
the seasons tomorrow’s chaff ascents
and descents according to what’s
under over friable rich earth
we exchanged clothes love of
the whole of humanity approached
love for a certain shirt’s
cotton we met in friendly words
outside a familiar building I
imagined light orange like
hardening tears of an almond
tree from which hard amber
this sticky adhesion I tasted
from my bones outward to
the dancing of my skull
but nevertheless I didn’t come
the guff of sex manuals
touching of toes under tables
across darkness the sharp sense
as if the tendril wanted
to be all the tree and
absorb us to the universe
without excitement from
the wing beat of children
of the air and us to the ground and
us to the earth beneath our cocoon
and you have found
the place of the lost.