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Abdominal Love Song


by Samuel Derrick Rosen


All in vain
like a Chinese proverb
or the solar wind
or the whitest flower,

like the consistency of rain
on a skeletal mind
whose moments it assumes
the eternal wastes. When I

paid homage to your
menstrual flow,
and we learned to live
in a Communist country,
replenish ourselves,
pretend to starve,

when you
told me human beings
were more than machines,
when you smiled at me
somewhere between
Sodom and Gomorrah I knew,
knew it was all in vain.
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