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Jeffrey Bennett's Writings

if i were a Poet Laureate i would show up wearing gloves and a breath filter you would find me scrubbing the books restoring them applying my sweat as cleanser and my blood as ink i would tear my robes to ribbons cloth for polishing covers and making flags i would carry them out crate by crate pitch a tent nestle them underneath you'd watch me cough fall ill with...