So this is how the world works: bodies so brown and beautiful
Going about and fawning,
Making the world more beautiful, and you must have seen them
Diving through the red clays of the university,
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I meant to say something beautiful, tossing the bottle up
To taste my lips,
While I thought I saw the coral snake underneath the trailer
Some weeks ago:
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The rains are finally coming:
I can hear them coming so softly like a mute and polite sorority:
Listen to them footstep through the leaves,
And cast their little sadness atop the roof of cars,
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I have driven past graveyards of 0live and fuchsia:
I have been down to Miami with my father to gather produce,
Before he had his toothache and he wasn’t
Always so angry:
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The bodies spill over into bankruptcy and I wish I had
The time to express to you what opulent beauty your body caries:
Alma,
You are the paradox of all those cats on the fences:
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Now I am really going anywhere:
My heart feels like it is at the fair for Alma,
And when she is gone then it feels as if time has stopped
And the sky bleeds over my grave:
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Who do you think I am now that the night pedals,
And most of the shoppers are done;
And don’t you think it so sad, Alma, that I haven’t as of yet
Bought our bicycles,
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All of it is imperfect, and I am almost home:
I have been found out to be a girl by the macho stags
With their machetes and flashing their grins
At all of their impossible wives,
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The night weeps its sentiment to us all, but oh how
Many lines have begun like that:
And I wish I could be more original for you;
And now I want to walk to your house again:
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Alma,
I have spent all of my tinfoil like a plug into the
Saw grass:
Alma, I have sold so many things, but now the tents that
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