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Travel from one place to another so that a day is old
and French words for sleep are cheerful and festive.
I worry that all the fun will kill me
like a good playing card, a dance card,
a dramatic card, a race card,
a baseball card, and a chairman's
grab at my linen underclothes.
For an intense lamp is not the sun.
A church, go there. Here is where faith lives.
A temple. Here is where devotion washes.
A sand dune is two bodies.
Made for the kitchen, made for drink,
made for the reader, made for life,
topological, having no outside, I fear
or inside, a province of smallness,
and how I cling to your end.
Here by a wreck of a road.
--Prageeta Sharma, from Fence, Volume 10