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iii.
A turn could be sculptural, personal, or
the dull necessity of direction

Those who saw me as I knew myself
should have known better

But those fields of knowledge can always be safely
placed in the past

and redundant to the literal
A brief rain and the weather looks back on itself

I want to be a body, and want to have
a planed surface

on which to recline

I want to bend at the waist and feature
my spine as a table

The right angles I know
my feet as my own

immersed, not afloat

 

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