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I sit here At the window Waiting for you To come jogging past In your crucifix uniform You remind me of myself Perhaps (I wonder aimlessly) I could comfort you I love the furrows between your eyes And the ravages of anxiety Across your clenched expression You have the new face The coming face The face of no objective experience And you have chosen the path of muscle Toward your sorrow How private you are In the minds of everyone I salute you Brave spirit Who has swallowed so much And tasted so little During the Day from Book of Longing
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 15:10:52 +0000

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