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respect
it doesn't have an
office
it can't be found at
home
the centre of the
universe
is often left out
here
anyway it's shifting
if you're silly
enough to believe
it's for the self
you give it
it was never about
us
then who will take
us
at our word?
a taciturnity
rudder lacks
grew up in a war,
the definite article
or after with it
shags on a rock
at the party
unuttered critique
the family myth
when was justice
just?
who was rightly
blamed?
respect comes with a
certain suspicion
is an institution
required?
the sameness of
siblings
only ever as
observed
like a fuse runs one
way
to its passion
what compass?
anyway it's shifting
the centre of the
universe
is often left out
here
and now hold tongues
for the speech
to hate, to blame,
despise oneself
and to let
wash away
it doesn't have an
office
it can't be found at
home
but out in the
garden
perhaps, for rest
it's leaning on a
shovel
eyes up to catch
first stars
O yes
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