Bruce Deitrick Price Poems

Death will one day
hold you in his arms
and sweetly kiss you;
death will know how
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this poem is a dream
you wish to escape

if only you would awake
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Even more than delicious and desirable
you are—and this is universally verifiable—
absolutely and totally unreliable.
Another day or two of you, and I—so placid and pliable-
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oh to uncage words
as startling as birds
naked and silken
full of song and shriek
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Clarity is the cruelest mode,
patients aetherized on the table must be code.
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