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Convoy
03:12
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Those are your ships. Those are your ships.
Those are your hounds at the foot of the throne.
They recognize me as one of their own.
Contraparallelogram: every one of your bones is a clavicle.
You preside like a lighthouse in front of the curtain.
I could be your boyfriend,
but only for a moment.
I can put the choke on,
but I can’t really hold it.
All afternoon I was seeking your form in a castle the color of cardamom--
& I went supine for it. I would have gone back & undone it.
You with a fistful of peonies climbing out of the quarry--
& the congregating sparrows in the wake of the convoy--
before I opened my eyes I heard them shrieking.
Fuck.
I could be your boyfriend,
but only for a moment.
I can put the choke on,
but I can’t really hold it.
The bells brawl, calling:
The bells brawl, calling:
You have & hold
& have & hold
& have & hold
& have & hold
& have & hold
& have & hold
& have & hold
& have & hold
& have & hold,
& I don’t.
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Ustedes
04:27
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Gonna lay my eyes on you
If it’s the last thing I do.
It’s a thick smoke! It’s a dark yard! but I’m
gonna lay my eyes on you if it’s the last thing--
It’s okay to name names among friends:
how I spent an afternoon & could again.
It’s safe naming names among friends:
how we spent the afternoon & could again.
I see you’ve got something between
you & that one with the bee sting.
Dance so very well together;
let me be your tertiary.
Does my worry worry you?
Does my worry worry you?
Gotta lay my eyes on you, gotta lay my eyes on you ...
if it’s the last thing I do.
Singing under my breath in the grocery store:
It’s contained; it’s divine.
Spirea suspends like a hand above the neighbor’s car;
I changed my mind.
It’s okay to name names among friends:
how I spent an afternoon & could again.
It’s safe naming names among friends:
how we spent the afternoon & could again & again, but then—
What a big dog you are; what a star.
How you trail through the gold of the air--
Once we convalesced on a hill.
Are you not my conspirator still?
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In the Power & the Light
02:03
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In the power & the light ...
he was after you all your life.
He was after you all your life;
you were kissing my father on some weird shore,
but dad wasn’t the cave or the bear.
Like Harry Powell & his little knife,
he was tracking you down, you doubter; can’t wait
for the song to be over.
April Rollins, April Rollins:
wanted you to be my mistress.
Wanted to see you undone by love
& I watched you get done up for Providence.
We stop boxing just watchin’ the cats fight.
There is no coefficient.
Still, the body moves in rooms:
Signifying, signifying.
It’s been after me all my life:
the power & the light.
I been after it all my life:
the power & the power & the light.
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Motion Parallax
02:22
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Hair streamed out behind your skull across the sheets
like a flag, like a sail.
The sunset is so sexless;
I genuflect.
Complicit: am I not, am I not,
& that’s how I was made.
That’s how I was made.
That’s how I was made
& I can’t read your mind.
Later the deer will emerge from the dark:
form a ring around the natatorium.
Superior, the deer;
I will never recover,
& what is it the crows are circling over?
What is it the crows are circling over?
What is it the crows are circling over?
On top of me you look older.
Don’t bring any more flowers into the house;
they begin to devalue.
We sat beneath your oil lamps playing Rummikub.
Hard at that time to tell the orange from the red;
hard to make out the black from the blue.
Couldn’t distinguish the orange from the red
or the black from the blue.
No I—couldn’t distinguish the orange from the red
or the black from the blue.
Wearying then, the orange & the red & the black
& the blue.
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