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432 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1993
Rest in Peace Mr. Cohen.
I perceived the outline of your breasts
through your Hallowe'en costume
I knew you were falling in love with me
because no other man could perceive
the advance of your bosom into his imagination
Love is a fire
It burns everyone
It disfigures everyone
It is the world's excuse
for being ugly
I don't want a purpose
in your life
I want to be lost among
your thoughts
the way you listen to New York City
when you fall asleep