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Beams

I believe I will pull down beams.

I believe I will pull down beams (of clouds) with my own hands.

I will pull down (I mean, hitchhike all around the southwest).

I believe the sun will rise (and the horizon is wide, likewise).

I will pull down beams with my hands (work in caseins).

I will say that blue is essential (shade bitter).

I am working in caseins.

I will pull down beams (of clouds) with my own hands.

I will pull down beams of clouds.

I will pull down beams of clouds (with hands).

I will pull down clouds.

I will pull down.

 

 

[Originally published in the October/November 2003 issue of Boston Review]
This poem appears in the 2003 Anthology
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