Everyone in me is a bird.
I am beating all my wings.
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I was thinking of a son.
The womb is not a clock
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Jean, death comes close to us all,
flapping its awful wings at us
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God loafs around heaven,
without a shape
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Mole, angel-dog of the pit,
digging six miles a night,
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If I could blame it all on the weather,
the snow like the cadaver's table,
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You, Doctor Martin, walk
from breakfast to madness. Late August,
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In his tenth July some instinct
taught him to arm the waiting wave,
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Mother, my Mary Gray,
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We are born with luck
which is to say with gold in our mouth.
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My dear, it was a moment
to clutch for a moment
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I've been going right on, page by page,
since we last kissed, two long dolls in a cage,
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The family story tells, and it was told true,
of my great-grandfather who begat eight
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1. Old Man
Old man, it's four flights up and for what?
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Consider Icarus, pasting those sticky wintgs on,
testing that strange little tug at his shoulder blade,
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I knew you forever and you were always old,
soft white lady of my heart. Surely you would scold
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Leaping, leaping, leaping,
down line by line,
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Under my bowels, yellow with smoke,
it waits.
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If I really am walking with ordinary habit
past the same rest home on the same local street
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The correct death is written in.
I will fill the need.
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I stand before the sea
and it rolls and rolls in its green blood
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"Young girls in old Arabia were often buried alive next
to their fathers, apparently as sacrifice to the goddesses
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In my dream
I milked a cow,
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Almost yesterday, those gentle ladies stole
to their baths in Atlantic Cuty, for the lost
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Oh down at the tavern
the children are singing
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The car is heavy with children
tugged back from summer,
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Husband,
last night I dreamt
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In the thin classroom, where your face
was noble and your words were all things,
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I hired a carpenter
to build my coffin
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It comes oozing
out of flowers at night,
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