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Poems of the Stone - Little Pot

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Turn my face on the pillow
I leave my body floating over my bed
We parted as friends
But I don't want it for tonight
I will not marry him for an additional year
It is a hole in space
Drop over the tiles
Desires expelled
Feelings sterilized
Small souls, too
Cleaner
And hungry as bacteria
One day bends over to us
Return from the lab
Where parchment a lot under the wash
This is how the sky rises
Which is a wall versus
Sterile and permeable as prayer
Where the spirits emerging from the laboratory
Arrive at closing it
Also sterile and clean
Where the callers stand in front of the closets
They call stray bodies into their dens
And they give each one a small amount
Sterile and effective
Like prayer

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