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And I'll leave
you all with this.

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And I do think of this
poem as a love poem,

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but a different way
of loving, y'all.

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"Children Listen"

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It turns out
however I was deeply

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Mistaken about the
end of the world

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The body in flames
will not be the body

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In flames, but just
a house fire ignored

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The black sails of
that solitary burning

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Boat rubbing along
the legs of lovers

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Flung into a Roman
sky by a carousel

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The lovers too
sick in their love

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To notice a man drenched
in fire on a porch

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Or a child aflame
mistaken for a dog

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Mistaken for a child
running to tell of a bomb

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That did not knock
before it entered

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In Gaza with his glad
tidings of abundant joy

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In Kazimierz a god is weeping

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In a window, one
golden hand raised

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Above his head as if he slipped

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On the slick rag of
the future our human

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Kindnesses unremarkable
as the flies

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Rubbing their legs
together while standing

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On a slice of
cantaloupe Children

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You were never meant to be human

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You must be the grass

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You must grow wildly
over the graves.

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Thank you.

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