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suicide poem

all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
rising moon has hid the stars
i fill this cup
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
i know what you're going to say
it was a tall young oysterman
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
the long resounding marble corridors
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
last midnight
do i like it
a flying word from here and there

 



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