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Anuncio’s Thirteenth Last Love Song

Nathaniel Mackey

Toward the end we lived a bodiless life.
Anuncia kept sorrow at bay as I lay
busted up. I was feeling more alive than
                                                                        ever
even so, more alive albeit or because
life had grown strange, what was left of
bodily life gone waftless, no musk floated
our way... I lay observing a lilac’s routine
                                                                                        mira-
cle, opening as it did, seeming to say, of
all things, it would never die. Anuncia
turned and walked away. I noticed the lengthen-
ing sag of her buttocks, bodiless though we
                                                                                        both
were, the far side of bodily draw. A certain
something I saw words would not accrue to
I also noticed, something I took to be seeming
                                                                                                it-
self, a certain something seeming nothing or
nothing in particular, the potential to seem, noth-
ing more... New terror attacks were on the TV
                                                                                                at
the foot of the bed, the world busted up it seemed.
Seeming’s attack on seeming I said let’s call it,
more to myself than to Anuncia though she heard it,
                                                                                                        bod-
iless though we continued to be. What manner of
realm were we in we couldn’t help wondering, love’s
evident flight merely one of its provocations, what
                                                                                                        man-
ner and what put us there... An intergalactic dust
intervened I thought, no sooner thought than saw
it so clearly I rubbed my eyes and looked again,
                                                                                                eve-
 ry kiss of late a kiss good-
bye        
   

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