6.03.2008

For Paula, Before We Leave


after Saint Jerome

We must not.
We
must not; we
must
not.

The silks in your bed-
chamber: sell them.
The Lord has no room
for your softness.

Our bodies are
small and choke our souls, you must leave
your heart
behind. Your eyes will
find a new light.

And in the sunrise
over Egypt we will burn
our sins away:
we must not--we
must not.

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