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Francis Bacon Sestina.
BY LYNN KILPATRICK
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I've used the figures lying on beds with a hypodermic syringe as a form of nailing the image more strongly into reality. —Francis Bacon
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except it's ridiculous, this attempt we are always trying both to get in and get out and what are we left with? a hypodermic syringe which only reminds me of his face stopping time he ran his hands up my legs, dead,
i thought, we all end up dead but everyone was singing sex and sex and sex, attempting to forestall the tyranny of time that's one way to remain in reality, another is: a hypodermic syringe use that and what's left?
what you're left with is something more than death: a hypodermic syringe. she told me they're getting married, an attempt (they are trying, so hard, to stay in) there's more than one way to stop time
just as divorce is happening, there is time to use up everything, use up what is left i got high thinking: staying out or in either way results in death this is one way or another attempt just another (hypodermic syringe)
way (this nail, this hypodermic syringe) he was making reality, altering time his o.d. white face almost waking, my attempt (what remains, what is left) i was chanting to keep him dead his eyes singing sex and sex and sex, in
my skin, up my legs, and on in- to my body, his gaze a hypodermic syringe and onto reality with this, his dead eyes stopping time pretending death isn't what's left isn't just this final attempt:
playing dead, trying to stop time this way, nailing it in with a hypodermic syringe using what's left, a shade of red, anything, one last attempt
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