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February 15, 2004

Death Is Not A Lover

She is not full-bodied, soft-
breasted, no, she is not for
love. Death is not calling

you. She looks away. You
chase what does not belong
to you. Her legs are closed.

Death does not surrender.
She will not embrace you.
She will let you fall.

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2 responses to “Death Is Not A Lover”

aravinth

September 20, 2004 at 9:28 am

itsgood !speaks more abt how death looks at you more than how you look at it.

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Anonymous

September 9, 2007 at 6:29 pm

wow, what a poem. Excellent.

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Ancestral (Artificial )Intelligence

I do not use AI to write. For me, writing is how I think, and I prefer to do it myself. If/when I post anything here that I suspect or know to be AI generated, I will tell you.

I have changed this from Artificial to Ancestral, after Abi Awomosu @ Substack. This medium was made with human history, human thought. All of it, bright and dark. It is ancestral.

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Please do not assume that I am the speaker/ subject of my poems.

In these times of creative nonfiction and fictionalized memoirs, I think of the poem itself as true fiction: it is most likely not factual, but it must be true.

It is likely to be — it is best if it is — a truth I did not know before I wrote, and may not understand even then.

A poem is my way of discovering (dis-covering) what I feel; sometimes, what I think — but it is not necessarily biographical.

Death Is Not A Lover

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