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If You Knew
Heaven was an idle thought And I am -- I have been the dry bones in the desert. If you knew black boughs and residue of dreams you would know Heaven was an idle thought And that I am -- I have been the dry bones in the desert. If you knew light hovers behind these blinds (navy blue) and that light bulbs are as crypts to a morning's mistaken light, then you would know. Heaven was an idle thought dreamt by a little boy carried to bed in late evening, lying in a dark room before the light had fled. You would know that I am -- ribs gleaming, luminous fragments pieced together with care. You would know that I have been the dry bones in the desert. If you knew that today the world is sapped and the colors have fled that we are moored together by brown patches you would know that the green of your eyes is a lighthouse's beam and though you have built towers of my hair mountains of my skin, and though against my bones, your bones have lain, you would know we are a reflection in a sun stretching dying arms of orange. And if you knew -- You would know -- Heaven was an idle thought And I am -- I have been the dry bones in the desert. You would know that Heaven was -- that Heaven was -- that I am -- and that Heaven was --
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