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+title: The night we met, I was out of my mind
+id: the-night-we-met
+subtitle: or lying in the dark
+genre: verse
+
+project:
+    title: Autocento of the breakfast table
+    class: autocento
+...
+
+My head is [full of fire][], my tongue swollen, \
+pregnant with all the things I should've said \
+but didn't.  Last night, we met each other \
+in the dark, remember?  You told me time was
+
+pregnant with all things.  I should've said \
+something, to draw you out from your place \
+in the dark.  Remember, you told me time was \
+only an illusion, [and memory was][] only
+
+something to draw.  You, out from your place, \
+I out from mine, that night, I believed in you.  \
+Only illusion and memory were one, lying \
+[down on your couch][], through the night you drew
+
+me out from mine.  That night, I believed in you \
+when you told me you loved me.  I lay \
+down on your couch.  Through the night, you drew \
+a picture of our [future together][].
+
+When you told me you loved me, I lied \
+[in the dark][].  Remember, you told me time was \
+[a picture of our future][] together.  \
+My head is full of fire, [my tongue swollen][].
+
+[my tongue swollen]: plant.html
+[a picture of our future]: last-passenger.html
+[in the dark]: apollo11.html
+[future together]: 100-lines.html
+[down on your couch]: early.html
+[and memory was]: riptide_memory.html
+[full of fire]: found-typewriter-poem.html