SAID,
translated by Mark S. Burrows
small thirsty gods
who long for shelter
caress even the worms as they pass by
in the nights they search behind my eyelids
for loyalty
then my tongue acquires again
a taste for distortion
with quiet traces of beauty
words that have been on the run for years
in the search for their own lies
now rest near the curb
listening for some language that might help
the one returning home
they strip off their clothing, waiting for abstract signs
comprised of double-talk with sensible paces
wind and refugees
reveal our seams
disfigured through the shamelessness of its paces
the word flows on into estuaries
and meanwhile reason
—almost without blemish—
is preoccupied with itself
an answer remaining only an allure
every gesture a deception but still i send
my hands out without protection
without remembering in search of a
horizon fitting for my eyes my hands
surrender to the way of things and speak
of new forms
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SAID
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