Before You Go: Charles Bernstein and Susan Bee



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Before You Go

Thoughts inanimate, stumbled, spare, before you go.

Folded memories, tinctured with despair, before you go.

Two lakes inside a jar, before you go.

Flame illumines fitful lie, before you go.

Furtive then morrow, nevering now, before you go.

Lacerating gap, stippled rain, before you go.

Anger rubs, raw ’n’ sweet, before you go.

Never seen the other side of sleep, before you go.

Nothing left for, not yet, grief, before you go.

A slope, a map, insistent heave, before you go.

Stone & stem, nocturne, leap, before you go.

Compass made of bones & teeth, before you go.

The wind up acts, delirium’s beast, before you go.

Spilt quell, impatient, speaks, before you go.

Rippling laughter, radiance leaks, before you go.

No place, no sound, nor up, or down, before you go.

Smokey, swollen seeps, before you go.

Tossing in tune, just like last night, before you go.

I’m nowhere near the fight, before you go.

Nothing to make it right, before you go.

It won’t congeal, no more deals, before you go.

Hope a fence, well’s on fire, before you go.

Slammed when you don’t, damned if not, before you go.

A hound, a bay, a hurtled dove, before you go.

Coriander & lace, stickly grace, before you go.

Englobing trace, fading quakes, before you go.

Devil’s grail, face of fate, before you go.

Suspended deanimation, recalcitrant fright, before you g

Everything so goddamn slow, before you

Take me now, I’m feelin’ low, before yo

Just let me unhitch this tow, before y

One more stitch still to sew, before

Calculus hidden deep in snow, befor

Can’t hear, don’t say, befo

Lie still, who sings this song, bef

A token, a throw, a truculent pen, be

Don’t know much, but that I do, b

Two lane blacktop, undulating light