When I desire you a part of me is gone.
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Anand Thakur
When I desire you a part of me is gone.
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I never had much education in English poetry as such.
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Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.
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They were two superior eels at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.
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Sometimes I dream a sentence and write it down. It’s usually nonsense, but sometimes it seems a key to another world.
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Maybe I could have been good as a drawer if I had done it as much as I did writing, but it’s more scary to draw. It’s more revealing. You can’t disguise yourself in drawing.
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Meanwhile music pounded / across hearts opening every valve to the desperate drama of being / a self in a song.
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You can never know enough, never work enough, never use the infinitives and participles oddly enough, never impede the movement harshly enough, never leave the mind quickly enough.
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The words we read and words we write never say exactly what we mean. The people we love are never just as we desire them. The two symbols never perfectly match. Eros is in between.
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Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.
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A refugee population is hungry for language and aware that anything can happen.
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My religion makes no sense and does not help me therefore I pursue it.
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Caught between the tongue and the taste.
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Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.
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We are only midway through the central verse of our youth when we see ourselves begin to blacken. … We had been seduced into thinking that we were immortal and suddenly the affair is over.
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Words bounce. Words, if you let them, will do what they want to do and what they have to do.
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