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The haunting of a broken tap: drip, drop

The thirst after the sun: drink, gulp

She never said a lot, gargling girl

Sliding in and out of my body

Helping me breathe, walk, talk

That was why I swam

It was water

Brought me alive floating out to No Man’s

Diving down to skim the sand

It was water

Wanted it, always had it, but could never catch it.

It was water

Insipi...

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Résumé / Michael Kwack

 

Love is, like art,

dull without passion.

 

Marriage is, like enterprise,

vain without fortune.

 

Home is, like a chair,

awkward without comfort.

 

Life is, like sleep,

hollow without a dream.

 

Death* is, like a letter,

absurd without a story.

 

  *Death means suicide.

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