Hamlet and Horatio
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after i’d returned
after i’d returnedfrom the blood rugged floors of elsinorewhen those harvestedby poison on the foil’s bladeby poison in the wine gobletwith the crop of maggots plantedi returned to the varnishedoakwood of a classroom in the leucorea resumed my consumption of the germ of luther’s philosophyit sprouts in me still it sprouts outinto the sermon i Continue reading
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between that place
between that placewhen the light that litinto the specter of the deadking extinguishedand that place when that lightthat lit into that specter reignitedmarcellus leaneddown on his hands on the parapet peeredinto the horizontal abyss of the east i swearhe saw through a blind man’sdarkness that night like he sawthrough every horizonsaw all the way to Continue reading
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he came to the door of my chamber at elsinore
he came to the door of my chamber at elsinore at the hour in which the legs of chairsand table legs their shadows just begunto appear and i just begun to wake he knocked waited at the door for my feet that all night had warmed themselves under sheets blankets covers under the bedding to Continue reading
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before it could be read
before it could be readfrom ambassadors’ letters to norway to poland to the emperor everywhere that his nearly old mother’s newly widowed orbefore there’s time for uncle claudius to walkmother gertrude on his arm in the garden to walk ‘til her smile suns through the rain of her tearsand she becomes again beautiful desireable‘til the Continue reading
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tell me again how nora loves you
tell me again how nora loves youthen become marcellus cometo me from the towercome from the cock crowed dawnyour fingers are so slenderand the old women in your knuckles arefrail and brittle use the pommelof your rapier to knock at elsinore at the guestroom door comeafter morning prayers are saidafter the roasted pigeon and the Continue reading
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we watched
we watchedthat starless moonless horizon riseup like a curtainthe slow fade of the night i’d have rather watched the slow dawn from the preshow dark in the theatrewe watched the slow daybreak go up the plain as a stage revealeda set furnishedacross with chevaux de frise 1 with a few trees their historiestheir futures in Continue reading
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serfs peasants tell each other death happens
serfs peasants tell each other death happensthe moment a body becomesa straw house shuckedfrom the life that had livedinside it as a hermitthe child marcellus heardat the death that happens in winter the lastbreath will be seen to riseas a puffed smoke from a chimney mouth as the the ascetic soul leaves the house never Continue reading
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