DEDICATION: 3. Comments

Convinced, dedicated, not tied
to this light disclosed by the earth

- to belong

to the rust
crumbled that spouts from the drainpipes
the pretense of gushing blood

- to belong

to the chairs left outside
and the wicker is stained by big fat drops
drops that thaw
the sugar at the bottom of cups

- to this voice

not uttered, extending
between the head and the vertebra, which says "enough,
I beg - ashes" endlessly

to belong
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