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Pregaming the Apocalypse (opens the original)
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Pregaming the ApocalypseLast night a transformer explodedlike a star through the window.I sat in the stairwell, watched the windwhip in mean circles thinkingaren’t we pitiful with our phone flashlights andprayers. Pinpricking against the blackscrim of night which lifts mercifully at dawn.Under it, impotent power linesthe live oak in pieces. My neighborwas outside. He is a power line guy.He says they’re only meantfor good conditions, even the summerheat is suboptimal.He says that everything will
No You (opens the original)
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No YouI wish you were here but then I’d have to arrange myself and I don’t care to anymore. I wish you were here like the breeze. Feeling lovely and not wanting anything.Doing a little whistle.For the first time there is no youWhen I say you. There is aBed of sunlight instead and a river belly. I’m swimming.
Dreams (opens the original)
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DreamsI’m gasping and sucking like some kid’s trout. Last nightthe entrance to the hotel poolWas through my room. Strangers were Splashing and shouting and millingAround. I yelled but my voiceWilted down in the pipes. My little lungs were two bellows.I phoned the front desk I saidGive me a new room! But the front deskjust said allo? Madame? and disconnected.Hot tears leaked all over in front of my new idiot friends. They were recreating and having a ball.Usually my tongue is furred with clay. I
Perfect Yellow Field (opens the original)
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Perfect Yellow FieldI walk to your house at dusk dragging a swordScoring my hard line into the earth.Soon the starlight touches everythingEven the inside of my mouth as I sing Softly. I don’t want to hurt you But I want to think about it. Let’s think about it Together. Let’s smooth it out onThat big wooden table of yours. I brought a compass and tracing paper.You are empty-handed and hate surprises.You don’t want to look at it!It’s hard to track your own wriggling topography, butIt doesn’t all h
In a Plane Above it All (opens the original)
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In a Plane Above it AllBack home, summer is ending again.Don’t these rotations drive you crazy?They get me all motion sick.Even the still distant power lines I’m meantTo trust quiver like columns of woodsmoke.When the West Fork fires startedA mushroom cloud pushed itself highInto the thin blue and we walkedAround with wet rags over our mouths.You could drive up to fire camp and watchIt burn. It was so angry.Thirteen years later the mountainside still Wears a five o’clock shadow, licked clean of
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