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races up his spine. Blows up his son who holds by him, his love of women, his learning his wanting late now to be touched to touch. An ordinary man. Thou red black white slight scattered thing o women’s animal-song o slant blown up drift arch dead white song white powder women rocking rocking nowhere to lay your head fox bird woman and man o come and out of nothing whiteness they come, tearing their shirts off, alone, together, touching, not touching, friends, who are the living who were the dead? Three Voices One Night in the Community Kitchen a man: “Jeb was hitting her in the face, I sat there, not doing anything. Her face was open, as if he wasn’t hurting her. He didn’t look angry. He sat back and they were smiling at each other. He knew her better than I did. I wanted to kill Jeb, I didn’t even get up. I haven’t even said what really happened.” a woman: “I was sitting in the back seat. Another woman we both knew, but an old friend of his, was sitting in the front seat beside him. He was shouting at her. She wanted me to help her, to get out, but then it changed. She was alone in the car with him. He was driving. She tried to touch his shoulder, he shrugged her off, he was looking straight ahead, singing, talking to the drivers of the other cars.” 110 door in the mountain a man: “The books are all wrong. Besides you’ve never read them. “You are another person. “I’ve told you all about it, maybe you don’t remember. “I had a very long, very sad dream I just wanted to see a human face.” The Knife In my sleep: Fell at his feet wanted to eat him right up would have but even better he talked to me. Did I ask you to? Were those words my blood-sucking too? Now I will have a body again move differently, easier back to the plan a little house a woman and a man crossed against yours my soul will show glow through my breastbone: Back down into the kitchen yours Here I will save you others have failed, even died, but I will save you you save me devour me away up Woke up: I can cry but I can’t wake up today again don’t answer the door then did couldn’t look at you talk ordinary things 111 ...

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