Anne Waldman
1985
To be silent was a thought concerning you
who are spending long periods of time
hermetically sealed
You know, I just arrived the spine a burning
question: is sex securely fastened?
The stewardess has poisoned me out of jealousy
She knows your naked trunk is curvaceous
"But relax, have another"
I've resolved recalcitrantly on suing
your impresario
He's strewn with too many engagements
& bookkeepers now, his memory's running away
I'm running away to die in Reno
Think of me whose shaking hand wrote
these lines light years above your heart
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