the difference between death and dead [poem one of seven]

the difference between death and dead

lies somewhere in the hips (i'm sure)


for when i am in death

it's all in my head and things flash

before my shaking eyes

my hands turn to god

in fear


but when i am dead

it's all the alls i wish to take

and all that flashes in my eyes

(now wide and gapped)

is you


my hands reach not for god

but for you in piercing winter

to make it spring

in our bed


the difference between death and dead

lies somewhere in the hips (i'm sure,

as billy shakes told me manytimesover

and you assure me every night)

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