5.ii.22
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3.36
the necessary conditions of childhood
to keep a prisoner or more
animal under lock and key
yet monkey dance
yet possum climb
overspray endearment
you ought to be anonymous here
where nothing has a name
say rattle
here are the spills to thrill
the fresh baked with us
hush rockabye, the treetop risk
what comes from the oven
can go back in
you’ve been given
halo apotheosis make manger
tiny birds attest
a dance around the first idea
here’s truth
and yet no lie
all this, as if on wings, rising
mum and dad have the keys
take length of day, of sleeps until
arrow fraction of noone knows
those other planets, in a beam
here’s where the straying starts
and later, men, womb-bound, swim
their little avatars
born to the conversation
then rug chase after milky tits
and here come teeth – watch out!
everything inconceivable
first eyes for the all unnamed
and later let me tell you
everywhere in chains
cherubic
soon you will know this is beautiful
all of it
soon you will sing to me
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