I am carrying the whimper
you can hear when the mouth is collapsed, the wisdom
of monkeys. Ask a glass of water why it pities
the rain. Ask the lunatic yard dog why it tolerates the leash.
Brothers and sisters, when you spend your nights
out on a limb, there’s a chance you’ll fall in your sleep.
Look, the world is everywhere: satellites, end tables, the pink and white poinsettias outside the church; reunions and degrees. All those radiant asterisks . . . Soon it will all make sense.
Terrance HayesIf you and every person in the county mailed
me an envelope of five to ten dollars, I think
I could rehabilitate the sheep.
Tag: sheep
This is what it means to believe in ascension and fear climbing.
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