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Rae Armantrout
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1We like to think
that the mind
controls the body.
We send the body on a mission.
We don’t feel the body,
but we receive conflicting reports.
The body is catching flak
or flies.
The body is sprouting grapefruit.
The body is under-
performing in heavy
trading.
2
Reception is spotty.
Someone “just like me”
is born
in the future
and I don’t feel a thing?
Like only goes so far.
© 2010, Rae Armantrout
From: Poetry, Vol. 196, No. 1, April
Publisher: Poetry, Chicago
From: Poetry, Vol. 196, No. 1, April
Publisher: Poetry, Chicago
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1We like to think
that the mind
controls the body.
We send the body on a mission.
We don’t feel the body,
but we receive conflicting reports.
The body is catching flak
or flies.
The body is sprouting grapefruit.
The body is under-
performing in heavy
trading.
2
Reception is spotty.
Someone “just like me”
is born
in the future
and I don’t feel a thing?
Like only goes so far.
From: Poetry, Vol. 196, No. 1, April
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