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i know i'm supposed to be withering beautifully,
writing poetry in bed,
watching the seasons change out the window.
instead i've been watching a fly on the wall for two hours.
it finally notices me, as well.
with deliberation, it lands in my eye.
see if i care. i'm not using it.
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i get on these kicks
where i experiment with exposing myself
to a pretty day. i open the curtain
just a little, then stare at the ray of light
on the floor from across the room,
a burning white line.
light, like plague, is airborne,
i must be getting a little of it if i stand over here;
it must settle on my skin like dust.
look! my kidneys aren't shutting down.
i am the picture of health.
i close the curtain.
i read my newspapers.

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