There is no Rescue Mission where it isn't freezing
from the need that created it. The lost children
...
From raindrenched Homeland into a well: the upturned animal
was mine by law and outside the tunnel, him again!
Everywhere I turned the children ran between. "Loose dogs!"
he roared. I remember one sequence: a gulf in his thinking
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I want to leave this place
unremembered.
The gas stove is leaking
...
The descent has deepened
the interior lengthened
designated ending
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Infinite nesting
pushes all matter
towards emptiness:
child-nodes,
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Homeless and never sadder,
dragging bags, spending money,
leaning over luggage,
suddenly saying, "Without you, God,
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After I.F. Annensky
First the sky was yellow
then white snow followed.
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