RECIDIVIST

for James Wright

The ashes that I rubbed into my eyes
are long gone now, look
the standing man identified,
swallowed by a desolate forest.

Who can save the suicide
from drowning in an oasis
those without fire and trapped
in an endless galaxy?

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