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Three Nights
let’s say that the religion we will invent speaks of three nights. on the first night we have waited through fall, winter and divorce cold from wanting something we do not know we slam open like doors in the wind in the morning you leave me for a dream you had night curls in a ball and holds her ears on the second night I have left my red hat at the restaurant we are in the warm bed today we are sphinxes we have forgiven our bodies their strange questions the hundred-page letter I wrote you flies away, it has become real the night walks onward carrying dawn on her proud head on the third night we marry surrounded by reeds and wheat the sun comes down to sign our marriage contract when everyone has gone away with their drums and the remains of grasses my body climbs into your body returning to the place I wanted to be born night opens her legs to us at last there is no wall between her and us as with the myths of all religions we cannot repeat these revelatory events but we can tell their story January, 2005
May, 2003
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Surrender
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When I Met Humility, I Saw Letters
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