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Caitlin Palo (MarieRavina) IN MEMORIAM – J.G.C. 1955 - 2006 Mitchell Geller (EDowson) FIGHT WITH A LOVER T. Obatala“The Chinese say that we live in the world of the ten thousand things. Each of the ten thousand things cries out to us precisely nothing.”
Consumed by human
--Annie Dillard
hunger
I am an apple reversed
snow white pome outside
red peel strength inside
with the hunger.
I would eat the whole world
in one bite if my soft flesh
could stomach it.
But the world is too much.
Even the ram’s horn
in my belly
that writhes and butts
that can grow
and grow and
not even there
can I fit the world
the horn of plenty
must be satisfied
with immense emptiness
and my hunger
must be sated with the flavor
of ten thousand nothings:
one: stained bedsheets
two: the morning after
seventy two: anti-matter pill
ten thousand: itself.
My sister’s demons were masters of stealth,
emerging from their lairs to undermine
her fragile friendship with reality.
A Faustian marriage clothed her stylishly
in size 2 suits –- Armani, Calvin Klein –-
while stripping her of ego, and of health.
That golden child, the sprite whom I adored,
was racked by migraine. Rancorous divorce.
Cocaine. Emaciation. Many pills
exacerbated mind’s and body’s ills,
and slurring words of sorrow and remorse
went on until they left me tired and bored.
Although I kept my distance and withdrew,
please know I never once stopped loving you.
The finest of states,
the smoke between
the belly, the shuffling
through the pieces.
Now you're confused.
The world around you
is awkward. You are face
down in the mud.
Spiral
Down
You miss me.
The blood dries in the heat.
This heat.
My bone.
Mine.
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