110.

Because I’m a human being, for example,

I’m cloudsick,

so look to the sky and love me.

I want to love you like someone who doesn’t exist.

 

 

 

71.

Loner is haunted by Latin,

by the pathos of the living past:

Ego tibi memet relinquo, mihi veniam da.

I abandon myself to you, have mercy.

Praeclarus inersque somniare maneo.

Noble and inert, I dream on.

 

 

 

 

11.

Don’t make fun of Tara.

Her eyes are distant yet intense.

She addresses everyone by first and last name.

She once wore the most beautiful dress I have ever seen.

 

12.

There was no dress.

There were thread and fabric.

There was no Tara.

There were memory and mystery.

 

 

 

 

45.

Peace on earth and goodwill within,

said the bald family man.

Bring pennies to the crazies under the freeway.

Listen to them scream.

The sound becomes pure like a choir

and they fly away.

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