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what sets me of-f
                -let me off

let the getting
           beg-in
                  in the blood;

                     taste
the golden c
                 rests
on this color
              less
           black
    ness

eulogy
you
love (d)me

beg inning
a gain a
be ginning

t his
    one
(e ver y)
evening:
        in
the wind's
         invisible sl
                         ants,

tre        (s)
    e-
      shaped,
rain-
     chapped,

e very a ware ness
br anch(ors)es out
di (e) a(l)mond s cut

in    e yes
          the color
and shape-ly
              feel
of            trees

i rise
  i  ris
i    rinse

my arms
int he lake-
               water's
                wash;

pater
     et al
in-
nantes
     tres
sistrs
be ng born

smwhere

the sun
      is now
                here

near
setting--

  satin hrs
str
    etch,
st
   (r)
      ain fingerless
and a(r)mless

i ' m
  a im less
in them

elastic
an d pipe
              ing
musiclessly
juice lessly

no one
eve r
        eally
     touche s.

our
liber
al

all-
owance

forgetting
the s-tops
and the stay-ings

               mak-yngs
passing
              by(e)

with durayshn
all furld

like a dead lily.

no
    w

my fl-g
l-gging
n th wnd,

th-
s-lnt
tr-mpts
snding

me
aw
ay.
     .
      .