wholly out of past kindnesses
which being alive live on
into the armature of a curve
or the hollow of a neck
but to what use put
one body building another
a hut to camp in
before returning to the stars
with our specimens of nymphs
and sylphs and salamanders
children of a cosmic dream
who drove cars and had jobs
who beat rugs and slept poorly
who kept forgetting their home
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