January 2012
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Postman Cheval
We the birds that you always charm from atop those lookouts
And who each night merge into a single flowering branch from your shoulders to the arms of your beloved wheelbarrow
Who tear ourselves away from your wrist more vividly than sparks
We are the sighs of the glass statue that raises itself on its elbow when man sleeps
And may glowing gaps open up in his bed
Gaps through which can be...
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