Jakobe Mansztajn Biography

the clue in the sentence is the corpse. so real,
so deep inside. we are the privileged ones,
we can look it over, lend it an ear, poke at it
and conclude: ho ho his death out of breath,
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soon, the estate kiosks will fall and to get our sweets
we'll have to run all the way to tesco. sage senses
the influence of global markets and the eventual end
of lower life forms. they spit on those like us
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that it's raining, he said. cast off his coat and entered
marcin's things. marcin seems to express no objection:
lying low and passing quietly, not quietly enough though
so as we can't hear (marcin's things riddled with shivers).
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you can't help marcin, even if you bring him preserves,
warm up the raspberry compote, spoon feed him. even
if you fluff marcin's pillows, smooth down marcin's sheets,
you will not satiate the things consuming the boy's body,
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for me, for you and for whomever

they suggest we tidy up: gather up the kites,
roll up left-over posters of old heroes.
store: the tricycle, the lego first aid kit,
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