He gives me the wedding band of the real world
a story with pockets and mirrors
woos me with music that could kill insects
its frequency
reveals men in the distance forging the bridge
between nether and either
when night sets, the stones return to the earth
and in the morning, work again:
swimming through chaos to find the world
From Eating in the Underworld. Copyright © 2003 Rachel Zucker.
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