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From Vaulted
Forms
like a lark
we must speak
through—an
underground shopping mall
at which the
mind arrives
known as
bright green oval
known as
snow-white brick
everything
will happen
the way we
remember it
*
if two facts
separate
a body ‘into
which being enters’
what’s a
body emptied of ‘the sky
in the back
of someone’s mind’
I woke and
there I was
breakfast on
the table
flagpole
hurtling through the mind
time
protrudes too big to understand
hummingbird’s
jigsaw flight
*
let’s imagine
we’ve profited by its faint light
we must replace ourselves
we don’t regard ourselves
as elsewhere in another time
two facts describe a space
we imagine the difference is intuition
sea means memory
at which the mind arrives
like a bird
we must sleep through
**
Adam Fagin lives and studies in San Francisco. His work is forthcoming in Fence
and other journals, and he is a founding editor of textsound, an
online audio journal of experimental poetry and sound.
Archived at http://lit.konundrum.com/poetry/fagina_poems.php
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