7 Feb 2005, 3:37am

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from 55 Stones

(“manic echoes”)

First, never requite me. Take your
sad hands off my happy hands. Believe in
sweaters and sit on the fence,
the porch. Sleep with me in the window-
screen, behind your TV. Don’t look
at what you wake to. It’s perfume,
it’s hills. Be red. Be moving,
landscape like a morning-
blue jacket and sock cap. (When you go
I think I’ll need one. Cover me. Cover me.)
Put your stride, your whole toe
in. Break the bank. (The bank.) Sing
“Tirra Lirra” when you go in, in the water.