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My wife and I have asked a crowd of craps to come and waste their time and ours : perhaps you’d care to join us?

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Yet stop I did, in fact I often do

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I could spend half my evenings, if I wanted, holding a glass of washing sherry, canted over to catch the drivel of some bitch

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Brewed god knows how long

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I think I made you up inside my head

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Talking to god (who’s gone too) ; the big wish is to have people nice to you, which means doing it back somehow.

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God topples from the sky, hells fires fade

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I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed and sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane

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I should have loved a thunderbird instead ; at least when spring comes they roar back again

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The gas fire breathes

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Just think of all the spare time that has flown straight into nothingness by being filled with forks and faces, rather than repaid under a lamp

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But superstition, like belief, must die, and what remains once disbelief has gone? Grass, weedy pavement, brambles,buttress, sky.

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The art of losing isn’t hard to master

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It’s evident the art of losing’s not too hard to master though it may look like (write it!) like disaster

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I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead

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18
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So many things seemed filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster

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19
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And sitting by a lamp more often brings not peace, but other things

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Beyond the light stand failure and remorse, whispering dear warlock-Williams : why, of course —

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21
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A hunger in himself to be more serious

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22
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— even losing you( the joking voice, a gesture I loved) I shan’t have lied.

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23
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Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent

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23
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Move him into the sun

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24
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Then practice losing farther, losing faster : Places and names and where it was you meant to travel

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24
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Gently it’s touch awoke him once, at home whispering of fields unsown

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24
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Until this morning and this snow

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25
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Think how it wakes the seeds

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26
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Was it for this the clay grew tall?

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28
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Once I am sure there’s nothing going on

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29
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Only the young can be alone freely

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— o what made fatuous sunbeams toil to break earth’s sleep at all?

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34
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Flashes afresh to hold and horrify

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35
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I work all day and get half drunk at night

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36
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The stars go waltzing out in blue and red and arbitrary darkness gallops in

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36
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Waking at four to soundless dark

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37
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Unresting death a whole day nearer now

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38
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No sight, no sound, no touch or taste or smell, nothing to think with, nothing to love or link with

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39
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This is a special way of being afraid

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40
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that vast moth eaten musical brocade

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41
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Death is no different whined at than withstood

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42
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I sign the book, donate an Irish sixpence

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43
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It stands plain as a wardrobe

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43
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Postmen like doctors go house to house

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43
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Someone would know : I don’t

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44
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I lost my mother’s watch. And look! My last, or next to last, of three loved houses went.

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44
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If anything might rouse him now the kind old sun will know

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45
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In separation, marriage, and birth and death and thoughts of these.

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47
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I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, badger, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.

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