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It was not the abstinence
But the returning
To the objects of the abstinence
Liquor had turned to vinegar
The corner store hamburger
Meaningless sinews
A kiss an intrusion
Your skin recoiling
At the slightest innuendo
You filled the new room
With succulents
You can starve them
And cut them
And still they grow
A flight above Vine
Take off your shoes
Wet the little sunshines
And count them
The come and the go
It was not the abstinence
But the returning
To the objects of the abstinence
The bus stop smoke
Turned to charcoal
And mean stares
A kiss an incision
Extracting the heart
By the tongue
As if you could grow another
You filled the new room
With succulents
You can starve them
And cut them
And still they grow
A flight above Vine
Take off your shoes
Wet the little sunshines
And count them
The come and the go
