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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535748" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Girl At Midnight</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then walk the floor, or twist upon your bed <br>While bullets, cold and blind, rush backward from the target’s eye, <br>And say, “I will not dream that dream again. I will not dream <br>Of long-spent whispers vanishing down corridors <br>That turn through buildings I have never known; <br>The snap of rubber gloves; the tall child, blind, <br>Who calls my name; the stained sheets <br>Of another girl. And then a low bell, <br>Sounding through shadows in the cold, <br>Disturbs the screen that is my mind in sleep. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>“—Your face is never clear. You always stand <br>In charcoal doorways in the dark. Part of your face <br>is gone. You say, ‘Just to be through with this damned world. <br>Contagious fogs blow in. Christ, we could die <br>The way deer sometimes do, their antlers locked, <br>Rotting in snow.’ <br>“And I can never speak. <br>But have I ever told the truth to you? <br>I did not ask for this; a new disease threads in. <br>I want your lips upon my lips, your mouth <br>Upon my breasts, again, again, again, again; <br>I want the morning filled with sun. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>“But I must dream once more of cities burned away, <br>Corrupted wood, and silence on the piers. <br>Love is a sickroom with the roof half gone <br>Where nights go down in a continual rain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Heart, heart. I do not live. The lie of peace <br>Echoes to no end; the clocks are dead. <br>What we have had we will not have again.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Weldon+Kees">Weldon Kees</a><div class=q>
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