Conjure. Rae Armantrout

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a string

      of tedious dreams

      like trying to get back

      to my office.

      I head

      back in

      to clear it

      out,

      my head

      PHILOSOPHICAL INVESTIGATIONS

      1

      What are your interests?

      I’m interested in the way

      interest

      creates finitude.

      Differently translated,

      “in choosing itself,

      existing being

      closes a circuit.”

      Now every sixteen seconds,

      the engine will pass the brakeman

      with his arm always raised

      beside the empty station.

      2

      What do you want to do?

      All impulses come

      from the gods,

      as we know,

      and lead god knows where,

      though each hero

      has her own set

      of god-given epithets,

      “Insta-bright”

      and

      “All-dimming”

      MY LOVE

      1

      As love settles briefly

      on a houseplant,

      a shoe,

      and with steady purpose

      keeps moving

      until it climbs the wall,

      the sun

      2

      They say hate is love

      turned sour

      because it was unwelcome

      where it paused.

      More often, love’s worn thin

      by wrapping itself

      around unwieldy things

      3

      Let our eyelids

      lie flat

      and spread

      like lily pads

      beside themselves

      on a murky pond

      TEST

      This is only a test,

      I was told often.

      I was trying

      to count down

      to you.

      Five pointed leaves.

      Five-petaled flowers.

      Starfish.

      I had been cautioned

      not to point.

      Feats of balance

      might be the solution.

      Perky sepals

      back-combed

      around the flower’s

      sticky note.

      GUISES

      I come up

      again and again

      as if from the ground,

      as if in a dream,

      see that I’m naked

      and cover myself

      in a likeness,

      oh Lord,

      “iconic.”

      As if a pebble

      could speak for a cave

      about “desire”

      from a mile off

      DISTRIBUTION

      You think category

      isn’t sexy, isn’t

      sex. Seems you’re wrong.

      Don’t worry. We have

      dozens of them, each revamping

      the last. A thing

      must be recognizable

      in

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