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1 " There have been times love has made my humanInstincts into animal ones. Once in a dark lit bar, my love said my poems were shitAnd I, in the light of the candles,Pushed a sword into myself and fell over a cliffInto a neverending ocean.Once a man 5 years my youngerLoved me and then gave me up.I raged around him like a bear.I once cheated on a new boyfriend with an old boyfriend.I cheated on an old boyfriend with a new one.Love has the ability to make the world kind,The specifics of one man always blends into anotherAnd turns back into my mother’s kisses on my cheek.It is I who loves, but it is in turnThe world that loves me back. The world lovesAnd I love back, the specifics of itOnce in tune. Once we kissed and I was Mesmerized by the blondness of his cheekWith the light on it and the sweet smell of the earth.But still the light on the cheek is the desert lizardsWho will eat us in the afterworld and in the light of the moonThere is the exhaust of love falling over everything'— In Order to Penetrate Character One Must Have Great Piety "
― Dorothea Lasky , Awe
2 " I reached deep in you and pulled out a cardinal which in bright red flew out the window. "
3 " The Process of Explication"I Students, look at this tableAnd now when you see a man six feet tallYou can call him a fathom. Likewise, students when yes and you do that and other stuffLikewise too the shoe falls upon the sunAnd the alphabet is full of bloodAnd when you knock upon a sentence in theProcess of explication you are going to need a lot of rags Likewise, hello and goodbye. II Nick Algiers is my studentAnd he sits there in a heap in front of me thinking of suicideAnd so, I am the one in front of himAnd I dance around him in a circle and light him on fireAnd with his face on fire, I am suddenly ashamed. Likewise the distance between us thenIs the knife that is not marriage. III Students, I can’t lie, I’d rather be doing something else, I guessLike making love or writing a poemOr drinking wine on a tropical islandWith a handsome boy who wants to hold me all night. I can’t lie that dreams are ridiculous.And in dreaming myself upon the moonI have made the moon my home and no oneCan ever get to me to hit me or kiss my lips. And as my bridegroom comes and takes me away from youYou all ask me what is wrong and I say it isThat I will never win. "