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…and equal … … … (?)

…to put all this off    for a while   we can see each other    goodbye and dearly and see here    where ghosts become sun in our eyes and moons that mean nothing and something and magic    to(o)    understand    to(o)    fall apart so long and to kiss the inches around her    ankle    to(o)    …explain how much of the city    like this one    collapses and reaches the ocean and can be spoken about in the dark in the rain in held hands and my heart    like the heart of much of saturday night    doesn't find them    unless we become bones…


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          …    …    …the truth is    we    can't    forget    we can't sing songs without blood on our tongues    we can't    …live here…    this    somehow    space to(o) weep…
Posted 09/18/12
Had to take it down and edit it just a little bit.
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