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I see a ring a slab a loop a globe a tassel a drop light I am the age of the underworld the depths of the world the sigh upon laugh the dark upon light the veins in the brambles the skeleton in the thicket I take flower-beds out of sunlight eye-holes with my fingers fish-scales through the chink tree-tops from the shadow tortoise-shells for breakfast fir-cones through the lightning I find my hair inside a flower-pot my eyes below the scullery door my lips upon a wooden board my neck down the milk bucket my blood within the tea kettle my heart under rounds of china I dance as I hang I shake as I burn I bathe as I sink I live as I die. By Italo FerranteFeatured image legacy
