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9 poems carrying this word

01 You're looking at a point between the wall and the moon, You're looking at a point between the wall and the moon, and I in that same place yesterday was burying a star under th… MMXXVI
02 In that sense it all looks simple: In that sense it all looks simple: touched the bottom, punched through a second — outside the window October stripped t… MMXXV
03 I feel sick from them the way I do from I feel sick from them the way I do from mother's milk - it hasn't gone down for me in about forty years. That day I wok… MMXXV
04 This heart is a thousand years old, he isn't like other people. Yesterday you decided to shed light on him, This heart is a thousand years old, he isn't like other people. Yesterday you decided to shed light on him, but spilled… MMXXII
05 I read in the cellars of Versailles to old rats I read in the cellars of Versailles to old rats poems in French. A light-grey, pale pack squints one eye, drinks wine a… MMXX
06 Stop the taxi. I'm getting out. Or a bit wider Stop the taxi. I'm getting out. Or a bit wider open the window. Where are you taking me? An hour ago right where I need… MMXX
07 He's like a thief in a desert land, steeped He's like a thief in a desert land, steeped in dunes to the point of stupor, he steals in the garnet-and-sand afterglow… MMXX
08 You flip through days — behind them people, and somewhere far off, You flip through days — behind them people, and somewhere far off, like a hive lives stirred up, in a moment dreams cut… MMXX
09 In the days, When fingers wove like vine, Where across the rooftops walked In the days, When fingers wove like vine, Where across the rooftops walked Eyes undiluted by alcohol The ground slid aw… MMXVII

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