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At what point is the mind
connected
to the body well
just above the neck I think
where Aristotle's hot vapors of the heart
meet the chilly brain and clog
the eyes & nose with congestive fevers
−infection like a weather
and where we are connected to the angels well
that is another matter
What arrogance that any glory we suppose
feathered with light
might have come from their heavens
to interbreed with us above all others
self-destructive worms
what evidence for this boast
−nothing but scapulæ
bony shrunken useless for flying
But if I working shoulders
like bird wings lift off from you
or you lighter coming from clouds,
seem to hover above me
I feel a slight growth as if
something was blooming as if
I must lift up from the pillow
to accommodate wings
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