Love/Words  

By David Eide  

Love/words
thrown uselessly to the Earth;

Does it swallow the wounds of love with the elan
it has in swallowing the corpse? 

It loves it's ugly songs.

Now a shout is needed between people wild in their love
To take the Earth and expand it to zones of the incomprensible.

Where love generates the power of unbounded language
And suffuses the clay that moves eerily in the midnight tomorrow.



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