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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=574437" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Swan At Some Distance</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bannered and awaiting the snows, don’t<br>You sit and wait under your mountain of all things-<br>Like a dark eyed jewel: <br>Alone, on a dark road near sea level, <br>So far beneath you, I have sexual dreams of taking you<br>Along Southern Blvd, <br>And you are so needy and pressed<br>Like something god has been kind enough to<br>Return; and you don’t know how to play<br>Soccer; and I am a dream myself in roller-skates<br>In the crepuscule of soft dinners, <br>Your eyes engorging on the fictionalized ice-creams<br>Of that wild satellite that isn’t even real.<br>A mollusk travels across the dog hair on my pillow, <br>Gets caught in the sharp tinsel of my scars; <br>And I awaken and moan. Even before I awaken, I sense<br>That it is the barren establishment the sun’s strings are returning<br>Me into- the silver fish blue lipped on the prow of his<br>Apathetic ship- and here I’ve never been able to achieve<br>The rights of beauty. For there you are all done up<br>With your man, and I am left to strive alone in perpetually <br>Venal motions- freckled by a consumption of green<br>Scars, the vermilion decrepitude that used to make you think<br>From across the room that I might be a swan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bret+R.+Crabrooke">Bret R. Crabrooke</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=574437" data-title="Swan At Some Distance de Bret R. Crabrooke" data-description="Bannered and awaiting the snows, don’t You sit and wait under your mountain of all things- Like a dark eyed jewel: Alone, on a dark road near sea level, So far beneath you, I have sexual dreams of taking you Along Southern Blvd, And you are s..."></div> </div> </div>
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