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m y s e l f
a book
its leaves, their levels:
signs & openings
each sliding recess in the tongued
constructions of its pages,
bound in marbld covers
scuffd & veind
its faces volumes
shelves of symbol
paradox, complaint:
the meaningless lent out
as freely as the meaningful
the sheaves of drunken songs as freely
as the lives of saints
its features fractal images
a hand a mouth an eye
the panelld walls the doors' carvd ivory
the spiral staircases
the ladders on their wheels & rails,
the indexes the catalogues
the archives & the record-books
births marriages & deaths
the great year's texts
their numbers & their starrd geometries
their colours & their watching symmetries:
this library
its halls & garrets, miles & forests,
pristine, green & rotten
everything : the whole to you
till language is forgotten
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