What’s said remains in the idea of
a certain generosity of saying it,
of speech. The sink’s been blocked
for a week and not until yesterday
did we get some acid. I’m glad
you’re in love. Will it last and,
even if it doesn’t, will you care?
Is that what you intended, for
it to last? For example, I also
love you. A photograph of an almost
empty place, because the people
were walking too fast to be seen,
is another surrender to method that
garners and protects the eventful
silence, and so we’re appalled by
the chemical odours and I, angry,
expect that what’s seen in your
‘blindness’ is merely the figure of a
woman, rushing to scream at the
photographer, who won’t be there.
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