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Love, Death and FormaldehydeThe first thing I was aware of was a voice, or maybe two, although I couldnt make out the words. It was just noise. My thoughts had no shape, barely aware of anything outside and outside what I wasnt sure either. It was just chattering, nothing at all. Perhaps a sensation of being lifted. Possibly. But apart from that, nothing; and things seemed to fade again. Not that I was aware of the fading.
I think the next thing was the first time I heard the professor talking. That time I was more aware of ... well, whatever I could be aware of, and I could make out words. The voice was firm, a voice of authority, and was certainly not going to be interrupted.
So this is where we will be spending our anatomy lessons for the next six months. Half will be in here so yes, Walton, you will have to get used to the smell and the other half will be theory, spent in the classroom across the hall. You will all bring your dissection guides with you to every class, al
Reservoirthe smell of neoprene, hung up to mould
brings back to me unsalted tears of the lake
that it forced to my eyes, made my mascara run
the rain and the lake-spray
pushed up by our bows, as we leapt from the shore
singing an old sailing song of the sea
sang the boat and the ropes
clutching hard were your hands
coloured pink with the cold on the sheeting and lines
your skin teased by the rain and the warmth-stealing wind
we landed that boat on the rocks together
my sails and your rudder
(your hands and my soul)
the holes would not patch, not with hours of superglue
we both blame each other
and, silent, head home.
They were rightThey were right when they said
that your words dazzled,
sank into the eyes, and,
in my mind, made sense.
But that doesnt explain
why this isnt wonder
but a longing
to steal your words like
to own them.
I repeat your phrases;
images that belong to you
poison my words.
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