ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
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THINGS THAT ARE AND ARE NOT POEMS
things that kill us
things that we wish were done
things that reveal our better nature
things that with their innocence send up a fresh scent from the
forest floor's decay
things that are lies
things that fall
things that cower
things that make us smile
things that make us imagine they are something else
things that howl
things that bleed
things that suckle
things that enter us
things that shine and then darken
things that approach
things that can be worshipped without end
things that compell a life of study
things that are cool to the touch
things that vibrate a pathway over our nerves
things that we can know only from memory or imagination
things that we resist
things that excite the doctors or make them cry
things that are wrapped around something else
things that overcome us
things that are less than what they were
things that grow and must be cared for
things that have no value
things that we have known since we were children
things that hurt our feet
things that come out of our bodies
things that reflect
things that love
things that arch
things that are the same as other things
things that we will never do
things that stop