Blank Nature

Dents in a window pause
at thunder and cross this
quiet horse. Draw him afraid
of an audience or that
best stable overrun with
hay and bridles and carrots
and tails swaying to what.
Then let him graze.

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I don’t have to tell you
that uncooked yolks
in the sunlight cancel
each other out always.
Practice scale. Now
suffering. Finally, heal.

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You must drive a machine
to freedom. Its purpose
dissolves under foot.
Take back the factories
I say. Rush into them
and rescue the worker.

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Conduct a wetless
seashore, no one
suffering. No
tight water. We aren’t
up to our necks in the
charge.

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You are a coat on water,
your own exhibit.

Your rabbit-heart is a prayer.
Blank nature is something
to steal, how you know fear.

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Electric, you are the sure
voice, the important hands,
what will invite the talking.

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Your daughter is
your daughter because
she calls you
mother deer.

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A blank picture
of a fire burning
is just bones broke.

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A blank sound
when your daughter sees
a chick hatch from an egg
for the first time, her open
mouth cried
nothing.

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A blank body
when somebody
grabs at your coat again.
You reach for the wool hem,
this belongs to me.