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the dead know they are dead
more than we know we’re alive
I write therefore I’m typed
which is why the children murmur
last and first are badly named
there is no last world
only first persons
fate is beauty, madam
of what would be surprising
some things are unrehearsed
death’s too full of being
immortal of course but filthy
the thump of an iron
reminds us of the real
the reader stands with back turned
I, lost in its premonitions
