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Over the local river
there's a strand of mutant oxygen
that carries my secret name
all over the earth.

Be with me tonight, Reinaldo Arenas, Walt
Whitman, somebody.  Re-teach me
to speak from.  Only to tear open
the banks, fresh water from fresh water.

The gulls are not from the earth.
The sky is immovable.  The piano hurts,
the ground is too beautiful.  I am headed
for the break, event horizon
between reality and fantasy
like powers from the past
I am going to rend it open.

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