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Manifesto of Fear
By Adam Ahmed
1.
Gorgeousness,
and I will resign myself to the fever of bones
to frighten the night into nudity.
But as soon as a bat flaps its wings
I think of water falling.
2.
(You drew a picture of our bodies
singed in red.)
Now, I can’t remember water without
my reflection.
(You drew a picture of our bodies
singed in red.)
Now, I can’t remember water without
my reflection.
(You drew a picture of our bodies
singed in red.)
Now, I can’t remember water without
my reflection.
Why does everything I write
turn into an elegy?
3.
Tonight, you’re laid out on a poet’s bed*
as soft as a tongue.
We touch and everything flickers.
I’d like to live where the light is
as heavy as earth.
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*variation of a line of Lorca's.
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Thanks. :)
Kant is great.
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<3
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