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When They Made Love Geryon Liked To Touch In Slow Succession Each Of The Bones Of Herakles' Back As It Arched Away From Him Into Who Knows What Dark Dream Of Its Own, Running Both Hands All The Way Down From The Base Of The Neck To The End Of The Spine Which He Can Cause To Shiver Like A Root In The Rain.

Beauty Spins And The Mind Moves. To Catch Beauty Would Be To Understand How That Impertinent Stability In Vertigo Is Possible. But No, Delight Need Not Reach So Far. To Be Running Breathlessly, But Not Yet Arrived, Is Itself Delightful, A Suspended Moment Of Living Hope.

You Remember Too Much," My Mother Said To Me Recently. "why Hold Onto All That?" And I Said, "where Can I Put It Down?

What Is The Fear Inside Language? No Accident Of The Body Can Make It Stop Burning.

Philosophers Say Man Forms Himself In Dialogue.