WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:02.700 align:middle line:90% 00:00:02.700 --> 00:00:05.778 align:middle line:84% Every once in a while, a picture in a magazine 00:00:05.778 --> 00:00:07.320 align:middle line:84% that I happened to be leafing through 00:00:07.320 --> 00:00:11.370 align:middle line:84% will strike me in some odd way and work on me much 00:00:11.370 --> 00:00:14.940 align:middle line:90% as I suppose some songs do. 00:00:14.940 --> 00:00:18.580 align:middle line:84% This one was from some Harper's Bazaar or one of those things. 00:00:18.580 --> 00:00:24.000 align:middle line:84% And it was one of those thin models lying on the sand 00:00:24.000 --> 00:00:29.347 align:middle line:84% and she had a weird colored bathing suit or something on. 00:00:29.347 --> 00:00:30.930 align:middle line:84% Maybe it was painted on, I don't know. 00:00:30.930 --> 00:00:32.369 align:middle line:90% But it was very strange. 00:00:32.369 --> 00:00:36.270 align:middle line:84% And all of this came a two part poem called "Model." 00:00:36.270 --> 00:00:40.460 align:middle line:90% 00:00:40.460 --> 00:00:44.210 align:middle line:84% The wood is done with you, and now a bird 00:00:44.210 --> 00:00:46.760 align:middle line:84% thrown all limbs broken heaped in the midst 00:00:46.760 --> 00:00:49.070 align:middle line:90% of a centralist plane. 00:00:49.070 --> 00:00:52.130 align:middle line:90% The asbestos afternoon. 00:00:52.130 --> 00:00:56.990 align:middle line:84% No wolves howl beyond the ridges bones poking through. 00:00:56.990 --> 00:00:59.780 align:middle line:90% Cheekbones bruised by the sun. 00:00:59.780 --> 00:01:03.590 align:middle line:84% Ribbons unwrapped from the legs like chains coming loose, 00:01:03.590 --> 00:01:08.330 align:middle line:84% and the legs and tie themselves, walk around the body. 00:01:08.330 --> 00:01:11.780 align:middle line:84% Your guano hair comes off in patches. 00:01:11.780 --> 00:01:15.440 align:middle line:84% Wanders over the skin looking for a place to grow. 00:01:15.440 --> 00:01:18.380 align:middle line:84% Gaze down at the contours of your flesh. 00:01:18.380 --> 00:01:21.560 align:middle line:84% Exhibition of knuckle bones, half moons, 00:01:21.560 --> 00:01:25.940 align:middle line:84% thumbs press into the bone, collapsed into the middle 00:01:25.940 --> 00:01:28.970 align:middle line:90% of your peasant rags. 00:01:28.970 --> 00:01:35.090 align:middle line:84% One white breasts noses out, a worm looking for a hole. 00:01:35.090 --> 00:01:38.960 align:middle line:90% And part two of that poem. 00:01:38.960 --> 00:01:41.120 align:middle line:84% Because it is a beach and beneath the six 00:01:41.120 --> 00:01:45.710 align:middle line:84% suns regular as soldiers, your legs slide out. 00:01:45.710 --> 00:01:48.530 align:middle line:84% One hand in the pocket of your thigh. 00:01:48.530 --> 00:01:53.720 align:middle line:84% The world beneath an elbow, breasts hard as chewing gum 00:01:53.720 --> 00:01:57.230 align:middle line:84% concealed in paper bags and covered just below the hips 00:01:57.230 --> 00:01:59.060 align:middle line:90% on down. 00:01:59.060 --> 00:02:03.350 align:middle line:84% You view the boys coming in bobbing on the sea. 00:02:03.350 --> 00:02:07.700 align:middle line:84% Your hair takes root, eyes fill with birds. 00:02:07.700 --> 00:02:10.190 align:middle line:84% The beach turns sky blue and they 00:02:10.190 --> 00:02:13.970 align:middle line:84% stumble through the surf with bloody knees, tongues lapping 00:02:13.970 --> 00:02:16.040 align:middle line:90% up the sand as you point. 00:02:16.040 --> 00:02:19.490 align:middle line:84% And they squat before their labor chiseling moons 00:02:19.490 --> 00:02:24.500 align:middle line:84% in your abdomen, the toes dig in, and across your face 00:02:24.500 --> 00:02:28.520 align:middle line:90% the lips two strips of sky. 00:02:28.520 --> 00:02:31.870 align:middle line:84% I guess Salvador Dali would have liked that one. 00:02:31.870 --> 00:02:33.000 align:middle line:90%