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1 " This world is not enough, but it will have to do. You can either hold on or let go. "
― Margaret Atwood , True Stories
2 " Who invented the word love? "
3 " In this country you can say what you likebecause no one will listen to you anyway "
4 " Mouth to mouthI'm bringing you back to life.Why did you drown like thatwithout telling?What numbed you? Whatrose over your headwas gradual and onlyeverybody's air,standard & killing.Your head floats on your hand,on water, you turnover, your heart returnsunsteadily to its two strong notes.I'm bringing you backto life, it's mutual. "
5 " at this distanceyou’re a mirage, a glossy imagefixed in the postureof the last time I saw you.Turn you over, there’s a placefor the address. Wish you werehere. "
6 " Time comes in waves here, a sickness, oneday after the other rolling on;I move up, it’s called awake, then down into the uneasynights but neverforward. "
7 " Attack, voraciouseating, and flight:it’s a sound routinefor staying alive on edges. "
8 " She is dying because she said.She is dying for the sake of the word.It is her body, silentand fingerless, writing this poem. "
9 " Is this really your fate,to enter poetry and become transparent? "
10 " Nothing’sbroken, nevertheless I’m skinless,the gentlest touch would gut me. "
11 " A universe that includes youcant be all bad, butdoes it? at this distanceyou’re a mirage, "
12 " Love comesin waves like the ocean, a sickness which goes on& on, a hollow cavein the head, filling & pounding, "
13 " Screw poetry, it’s you I want,your taste, rainon you, mouth on your skin. "
14 " a flayed body untangledstring by string and hungto the wall, an agonized bannerdisplayed for the same reasonflags are. "
15 " A lie, that we come from water.The truth is we were bornfrom stones, dragons, the sea’steeth, "
16 " Screw poetry, it’s you I want, your taste, rain on you, mouth on your skin.from "Late Night "
17 " I should throw my gold watchinto the ocean and becometimeless. "
