Just a temporary man, who writes poetry and listens to too much noisy music. His hobbies include salivating about glaciers destroying civilization and the cultivation of facial hair. Additionally, he generally strives to make himself as useless as possible....follow the thread back...
ONE NIGHT
with every night the shallow dark
flows in, first dull red, then grey.
i think my sleep long ago pushed
his reed boat off that warm shore,
and somewhere out of sight of the
land of day capsized, but sleep would
not die, but lay in the colorless sand
at the bottom of the ocean where the
cold never sleeps and the sand never
stirs.
notes: the title of the poem comes from tiffany’s “desire has a way of coming back”
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Deleuze and Guattari: An Introduction to the Politics of Desire (Published in association with Theor by Dr Philip Goodchild
Glottal Stop: 101 Poems by Paul Celan (Wesleyan Poetry) by Paul. Celan
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