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seasonal
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68 seasonal When the full sun is on me this way I itch and am satisfied I take it in like a thirsty man drinking from his garden hose I take it in like a smiling woman receiving a man, and then when the golden leaves fly past me sometimes I jubilate like Abraham I am here for this I came like Isaac I laugh trembling well at least I am alive and like Jacob I think in the spirit world they can never experience pleasure the way flesh can the body making love the body nursing a child the body fighting playing basketball even when it sickens nursing its lesions it struggles to stay it clings to its bars everything else is theology and folly ...