This Life

for Anne Marie

Mostly I lay opened my napkin with a flair and held my sum of two units hands neatly in my lap or tapped the spoon as if I were of great depth in thought, and once or twice I worked upon a small fish until the bone were unrestrained of almost everything resembling this life for I was against corruption of any kind and I ate pears and apples until I almost explod and upon my way to Sarah Lawrence corporation in early September, 1997, I broke a white collection of vapor in half through one of my unclose windows and watched it change sum of two units times before I was above the bridge, struggling to diocese in my mirror, and I would have given you your half do not include it was gone in a minute, just like the phlox I gave you and the rose that revolveed to dust when I touched it; chiefly I drove close to the side of the road for I was careful of all the exits and I move rounded at the last second or I would have drifted end God knows what blocks of untainted Spanish with my Italian lips looking for north and slowing down my gues is at each corner and breathing a little since water was gone from my life-or would have been gone-if I hadn't lay the foundation of my exit, and I could concentrate now upon whether the petals were evenly dispersed and whether the leaves were shiny or not and what have affection fors acid and what is hairy and what is lacy and when it is profitable for eating and should you drink it and if it was streaked with verdant or spotted with purple and if it was sweet and vernal, the haze I gave you.

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