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The First Station
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The blue-robed man who said You want to be loved, love me The man in the blue robe who said I give, in order that you will give to me I remember you my old blue-robed man, but you know this just can not be Now if I want to warm myself I look up at the blue sky Now I look to a number of people here and also to the round blue sky To feel the sun, your free mouth on my mouth, not the fire that is gone by I don’t wear any clothes nowadays or say that I am me I don’t wear the right clothes in the closet or explain how I am me I come as I go translucent oh what you get is what you see The woman said: They held her in their arms and knew that she would save them They brought her into their houses and into their hands to save them But secretly they knew that no one would ever have them And she said, Listen, it’s only a little time longer to wait When you have taken this path you need just a little more time to wait Maybe not today the amazing loveliness but it won’t be long for us to wait The First Station The first silver work of kindness, my hand, your hand and your eye, and then the gold play 194 door in the mountain of watery car lights across the child’s white quilt we slept under and on top of, that February . . . The rude walnut smell of the hibernation nest. Sleeping I thought If there was a hole through you and a hole through me they’d take the same peg or needle and thread us both through the first station and there we’d lean and listen and listen . . . Night Lake He must have been one or two, I was five, my brother Johnny’s cock floated like a rose of soap in the tub; it had the faint, light rock of the boat you carry in you when you’re on land again at the end of the day . . . Oh all I’ve never gotten written down! On paper, on my skin. Oh navy blue lake that I want to drink to the bottom. And you, Barrie, what can I give you to drink? Not the flask of ourselves, we already have that. The solitude drink in the kerosene lamplight at the caravan table . . . the river at wolf 195 ...