Apologies for Absence
Amanda Deutch
I am slow night waltzing,
a sleeping pill,
a scratched valise
Life, I mean
House, the next field
Pours
******* through
**************the waltz
and I will
waltz with you
even though
I don’t know how to
in the rain, in the heat…
Take, we must
Take.
Is that really so?
Everyone seems to be saying that these days
Take? I don’t want to take.
back to the quiet game
of world tracing,
creating in the palace of destruction-
alright under any circumstances
just because it is.
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