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On Purpose Laid

Bitten hind and headquarters by Jove
I beat a blind retreat from love.

But he’s there too.  I’ve seen his grey
blue fingerprints on every

wrinkle of the brain.  That’s why I grew
so skeptic of a heavenly escape—

I build a craft, I have to man it.
Juno cannot help me, jealous of

all animals betrothed to a planet.

Posted 02/15/09
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