Parading

I become speechless, cold, my body turns silver

and water runs off me. There I am
and water runs off me. There I am
and water runs off me. There I am
ten feet from myself, possessor of nothing,
ten feet from myself, possessor of nothing,
uncomprehending of even the simplest particle of dust. —James Tate
uncomprehending of even the simplest particle of dust.
—James Tate

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