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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351201" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Threadbare (Desires)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351201" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">-to S.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351201" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The light lay in shreds across the bed,<br>only your waking could make it whole;<br>resuming its costume of day, its role<br>which seems to overnight get ragged— </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351201" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Fate latent as weights in theater<br>curtainhems, what soul is sewn here<br>to be rung down at last, divested<br>of these disguises. But if we are </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351201" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">bared by such cloth as cries in this<br>lament for the sun's fragility,<br>would I dare now to shake you astir— </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351201" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">to drape over you my shadow, whose<br>myth-ex-machina remains all mine,<br>mine, and therefore torn from yours.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Bill+Knott">Bill Knott</a></strong></div>

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