REFUSING TO UNDERSTAND what comes from the dog's mouth or the lunacy of the whippoorwill hiding from the last verses of the song trying to read what is written inside the bark without stripping the tree listening for the feet of the prisoner to come dragging by my window his chains slipped and the last steel door passed but the smell of metal preceding him I think of darkness under fingernails the hard hands the white stones I refuse to understand it I would not try to understand falling even as I fell
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