these are the timesdirty beloved
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11.11.03

heart heart heart heart heart heart heart

...dropping through the nothing both
a major urban metroplex and a sesame seed are, under the rings
of their atoms. In a comic strip today, the phone starts shrilling;
the dog goes “Ruff Ruff Ruff”; the phone stops; and the dog thinks
“See? If you bark long enough, that thing shuts up.” Yes, funny;
and pathetic. In one lovely 18th-century engraving,
the corpse’s muscles from shoulder to butt are opened outward
like the petals of a rose: and we hold tightly to the ladder of ribs...

albert goldbarth/Beloit Poetry Journal Vol. 53, No. 4

link path thru Parking Lot:Opening Space Nov.08.03

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