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Are You The Right Person?
Please tell me if you really are the right
Person to open those barred and locked doors?
You know - the doors inside - doors to delight
To flood my darkest spaces without pause
For fucking thought; since temporising will
Always be rejected, hasten the scent
Of burning, as I warm to every thrill,
You insist that I share? And be intent
On my not knowing anything exists;
I'll sample liquid sunshine in your fire
As you ignite us (though my soul resists:
Each cold recess impregnable); desire,
Mere sentimental sky that I can skim
With curling, clenching fists, as you expel
Each fucking, lonely thought and, then, begin
To show me you are right (I'll know the smell).
Person to open those barred and locked doors?
You know - the doors inside - doors to delight
To flood my darkest spaces without pause
For fucking thought; since temporising will
Always be rejected, hasten the scent
Of burning, as I warm to every thrill,
You insist that I share? And be intent
On my not knowing anything exists;
I'll sample liquid sunshine in your fire
As you ignite us (though my soul resists:
Each cold recess impregnable); desire,
Mere sentimental sky that I can skim
With curling, clenching fists, as you expel
Each fucking, lonely thought and, then, begin
To show me you are right (I'll know the smell).
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