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Date Posted: 11:00:31 02/07/03 Fri
Author: Nick Flynn
Subject: Inside Nothing
A sun-fed engine, the inside
constant, a flower taken
whole. In winter our wings
move faster, to keep the sun
inside, inside nothing
& we fill the nothing with suns,
line them up,
swallow sap, swallow
field, drop by drop, each stem
a pump. Rose to rose to rose to
rose to rose to rose to rose all
summer gone, calyx &
anther. We move
still faster, fields grow
constant, inside
the color of heat. Clinging we
pull our bodies
across a chain of bodies, become
the chain, climb nothing,
always
up, toward suns, line them up
inside us, a flower taken whole,
a field built inside. It rises.
Each blade, each sun.
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