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A Left Hand Made Verse 3
There is a man – he is still alive in his eyes and he is dragging his body beyond his own look. Look here, we too believe: as soon as he reaches the ruins he will crush his head under the mill-stone. The horizon is too vast. Only it is the bed of eye where I pushed the ships in the evening sea. Now you and me will drink this untruth too, then will embrace each other and…. You let me meet your shoulder. You have returned your shoulder to me because you could not bend the road because you have no extra shoulder – you have not the third one, as you have only two of them and you just hide the empty sleeve in order bread to eat justice the bread itself to be eaten by blood the blood by earth in order the earth to defend both of us. I put on my back a forest as it were the colored pencils And as a hawk I flew over the accidental food. I said: I am a poet I must be alive in my texts Whatever will happen.
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