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---- word biscuit ----

            -- two bits of water edition --

                                     07-17-96 - ray heinrich
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slowly but surely i'm getting the "years of water" book 
together (and when i do, i'll be sure and send it out as 
a word biscuit issue).  here are two more poems from it,
and some others.

-ray



         < bright water >
    
    a smooth surface of light reflected
    bright 
    curves the water over the whole idea of me
    and dissolves in a weightless turn
    a smooth inside sweep 
    feeling the texture
    realizing again
    at every second
    that it's you
    
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  < in the library of waters >
    
    drinking there 
    returning 
    reading 
    in the library of waters
    leaving the ocean
    having to stop 
    dazzled 
    by the sun of it
    closing my eyes and continuing 
    as my summer day 
    is parted by a glass of it
    running 
    through everything i do

            - - -





    < at the beach >
    

    red
      
    pink

    our position in the sun is everything


    and sex with sand and sunburn

    stops hurting
 
    only 

    when we cum
    
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            < sweet face >
    
    Your one sweet face looks around 
    as you reach for the switch i 
    pull the chair back at the reports 
    falling white falls after you after 
    me and we are washed through year 
    after year and your sweet face flows 
    before me before you turned it off 
    and the pictures prove this and i 
    have only to flow after you.
 
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            < bosnia again >
    
    Even shallow graves come at a premium
    so you are lucky for this because the
    ones that come after will find your 
    bones and maybe figure out who you 
    are and tell your daughter who 
    survived and was only raped every 
    day for three months can tell her
    you're dead and allow you to rest
    and you to be identified so you 
    can be added to the list so maybe 
    one in ten thousand can be brought 
    to trial for war crimes which is 
    more than it used to be so i guess 
    you're lucky.  We have only to ask 
    your daughter.
    
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    < hands don't need to talk >
    
    one wraps around my back
    and the other 
    holds mine
    and we are dancing
    like you see in the movies
    so this
    is what my grandparents 
    were up to
    amazing
    that anyone can hold you this close
    just 
    by asking for a dance
 
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  < a week before summer >
    
    a round hill 
    grass-covered 
    while the grass still has hope
    a week before summer
    and we're both there
    and i watch your back
    now fifty feet from me 
    walking away 
    and i haven't one thought left
    i'm just a camera 
    recording 
    something to be played
    over and over
    
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and all this stuff is (C) 1996 ray heinrich.
you have my permission to copy it and post it as long as it's 
not-for-profit (kinda redundant, after all, it IS poetry), 
not part of any pro-republican campaign literature,
and you include:
"(C) 1996 ray heinrich - comments welcome send to: ray@vais.net"
   

  

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