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You Only Exist Inside Me
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You Only Exist Inside Me Lawrence Joseph Where Dix Highway ends long boats tug ore across a green canal. In a cafe, Yemenites cheat at dice and talk about whores. You drink coffee, smoke, remember a room, a table that held the weight of your elbows, the small notebook in which you wrote "our labor put the world on wheels''; one day someone will find it and think of thick-lipped buckets, iron pigs growing into billets. Alone, I walk this street of ice, making this up: you only exist inside me. A siren blows. It is 3:30. I remember how I punched the clock. My legs jerked into full stride toward a room. Reprinted from Shouting at No One, by Lawrence Joseph (Pittsburgh: University of Pittsburgh Press, 1983), 26. 99 Work I sat at a table rubbing my eyes. I did not feel. I did not think. 100 ...