"life dreaming"
Issue/Publication: The Pittsburgh Quarterly
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i am nothing but
bits of paper, grains
of sand pressed
hot
against
hard flesh, campfires
burning bright against
the still night.
i am
man-flesh
human life
walking & dreaming,
twitching under the
noonday sun.
sometimes
i am hunger, i
am rain and all
things natural
and
i love and hate
with equal authority,
madness beneath the
cloud-pieces.
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