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The Good House

[ the good house ] for Amy Wright the egret says the house, it is something to eat or sunlight, the egret thinks, the house, it wills, is a subcanvas I can scribble, the egret moves or is awake, loving the familiar solution of loving, this explains the egret to the egret in the house to the house & sunlight, we become intelligible because the egret says elliptical, in beckettland or geography, in small mammals & planets no egret never not says elliptical, no elliptical egret mechanism well under a love, today, or today, does not increase elliptical, covered stand of egret then, the sunflower freezing in the egret’s reason is spilling nutria, is an idea & affiliative, monthly, in egret pajamas, lolling, to merge with the sunflower, frozen in not freezing, but flashing. 3 egret lights, they stretch, & revere, they say i have a thing, instruct in the new circumstance, elliptical, tangible, to their sweet ego, in open-heart & patagonia, go beyond shy in time they gain & haunt, let’s say the word of the egret is thumb, let’s say thumb as an egret prelude then, in order to correctly translate sappho, & think the cluster-egret, its didn’t get through water, its safely egret waning or education of sweet ego thumb then in time or in the night did dawn & the whales did spout as a kind of paperclip on our idiots all graphic kindness & all graphic kindness & to you, my egret soul, all is ooh, & all is pronounced like a bell, & all is between me proposed, pursuing one’s own all, so to ring, & so to ring 5 the good house The good houses the parts, calls to them, & wakens— in being, the house we will, its precepts lumber the stilling male— opulence isn’t allowed, so to form is to erase what’s not gradual & new — a specific love to focus the elements when we lock the door things float around awhile, climax, & rest in the new sense _______ The good part of the house is where something leaves alone the light that it lattice the red, souring, hoarse needs made by no other — safety depends in them— so knowing strength so knowing weakness this is where we will, & home _______ 7 The good house feels bad about the territory — the house seems to be a verb though it dislikes the term ‘housing’ — the house seems to be a bad dog & a live wire — the house is bored until people come over — the house is anxious to please guests — it is stupid & so thinks cordon means love — it is wise & so chooses — the honesty of the house helps the people to know — they can relax & recall other houses they have known, they become simple & listen to each other & to some birds, the birds right now _______ The good wasn’t built into the house but earned, once a beggar lived there, & once a small one— the police came & went there were parties _______ 8 The good was an upkeep It was a perilous upkeep There was kindling _______ This house was that house to many— & to many there was no house there because they hadn’t noticed— there was one who noticed & was wanted, was loved this gave the house hope this gave the house no hope this gave the house hope it alternated. sometimes house, sometimes home _______ & sometimes the kitty licks the bicycle on the porch _______ 9 there’s a barrel in the basement that belongs to a country singer named Nel— there’s an old wonderbread wrapper behind the kitchen cabinet nobody knows the story on— there’s a stack of bad news in a box by the back door— there’s a wreath in a box behind the thing & a bauble on the windowbox above some stuff— _______ tears never house us, maybe they cleanse, maybe they don’t, the word intend doesn’t seem to fit sentiment _______ 10 anything can be made out of a house. though many of them are blue. there’s a kind of recovery in it then. too much innocence, or minutes left out, those. a time, or economic worry, a weird abreaction. seeps in the house are loans one cannot trust. a trusted house, the work of the house, a dirigible. seeps in the house should not be imagined. _______ the worst is not good, it’s alone & not nourish _______ time is a housed reputable beginner thirty more are needed tripping...