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+title: 100 lines
+genre: verse
+
+project:
+    title: Autocento of the breakfast table
+    css: autocento
+...
+
+Whenever you call me friend \
+I fall down on my knees and cry \
+because I know it's the only thing \
+never to happen before in this \
+life is something you can't see \
+it's a pillow under a hook shot \
+I want to tell you something anything \
+but you are there and I am here \
+we are trapped inside ourselves \
+and the distance is too far \
+you are something that I would tell \
+would be nothing before too long \
+you are not the finisher of dreams \
+you are the beginning of nightmares \
+or waking but I'm not sure which \
+this letter is for you in the future \
+it will lead you on the path \
+of goodness or of rightness or of \
+wrong people and right meanings \
+or the meaning will be hidden \
+or wrestling the demon I will have become \
+restless under the starlight \
+it's too bright here to think \
+the negatives would be pitch black \
+darkness of a silver mine \
+there are no trees here  \
+where have you been where are you now \
+I am no longer here or there \
+you are anywhere or are you \
+up in the clouds is a ghost \
+he is white and blue like a cloud \
+he paints with his teeth \
+he paints the rainbow before midnight \
+that you can see from your window \
+staring out under the sunlight \
+through the gauze curtains \
+over the high mountain far away \
+that is covered over with snow \
+past the rivers and forests \
+that lie awake under Orion \
+hunting the bull that runs forever \
+just out of his reach \
+pointing the way for the two of us \
+to join together in song or dance \
+or that other thing and sing \
+the Grinch down off Mount Crumpet \
+his heart breaking his chest \
+thumping with the beat \
+his little dog too running running \
+with the bull full of laughter and blood \
+he can't see it anymore because it's become him \
+we are trapped he says we are  \
+trapped in ourselves it turns out \
+that all along it wasn't you or me \
+but he and her or her and him or  \
+he and he or she and she or they \
+even they tell us that nothing has happened \
+even they know that it's a big joke \
+one more thing to know before the death \
+we are crying like alligators \
+before their loved ones' coffins \
+we are bellowing with grief like buffalo \
+on a berth of wild oxen \
+we are wailing our clothes are in rags \
+we want we want we want \
+but never can we get \
+what is it \
+we don't know what it is \
+but it's something it's anything \
+it's too many people or not enough \
+it's too few trees we need more \
+beavers to build riverdams we need \
+grapes too or plums from the ice box \
+or an ice box even would be nice \
+all I have is this cube isn't that right \
+or is a sphere a cube a donut a coffee \
+cup your hands in mine yes that's right \
+now bring the water to your face \
+clear and cool and \
+full of something \
+what is it wanting \
+or yearning \
+I can see in your eyes they're clear now \
+they are as clear as a running stream \
+or the sky that's clear right \
+or the water that is in the Bahamas \
+because I hear that's clear \
+you're as clear as the sound of a bell \
+you're as clear as the braying of horses \
+you're as clear as the glass in God's eye \
+and I \
+I'm as dull as an ox plowing  \
+through fields in his yoke \
+I'm as dull as clouded amber \
+I'm dull as you find me \
+tonight after dinner \
+I'm reading the crossword \
+you're sitting beside me \
+you're watching TV.