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mother poem

do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
above them all, looking down
be not angry with me
were it not for that singular smell
one with you
pushing out, struggling vainly
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
often is it not so?
like eagles on up high
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue

 



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