My Name

Give me a body of pearl and ice. My skin —

it is snow; my blood —

fire. Many years later I

finally close my eyes to

to my brain of stone and sand

my past lies there buried My

skull: blackened charcol.

Crows’ve eaten my lips: their beaks gaping, wide.

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Give me a heart of gold, a spirit of air.

In dreams I love to die. live and die:

maybe it’s just another lie. And I

wake up in the middle of the night.

My future: bends and winds. A

foggy path; divides, divides.

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Give me a soul of darkness and a cave to reside.

but my name, my name —