aidan carr

Between us, I feel as though your kempt and tasteful lines are nearly unapproachable. / Perhaps because of you and your cleverness, this formality reaches me / Achilles relying on the novelty of his juxtaposition with

modernity. Achilles baptized in a Manhattan fountain. / acknowledgement of these voids, as they appear so insistently a constituent of the shade upon the land / the blues from the window of a street-club as it crowns

the morning with I’m Beginning to See the Light / I wish i could be Here for longer, Playing-To-You-While-You-Dance On-The-Checkered-Floors, swallowing the fragile things / I tell myself they are the tropical clay

in the mischief-paws of the bebop game / The ornaments of a table at the Lobster Hut in Plymouth / but in a peculiar way, as if trying to warn other birds that some event is soon to become us / The copper shield of red

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