Here's an excerpt of the first:
Everyone must stand alone
with other loners. The black lace
with other loners. The black lace
veils from every other chapel-
goer, all the doves mourning
goer, all the doves mourning
a boy-star petered out too soon.
Heaven help me slip through
Heaven help me slip through
the bars of this brick house
shattered by blue light, glum moon
shattered by blue light, glum moon
[...]
The second has a great tone, an intense look at otherworldliness that does not devolve into pat ideas and lines for simpletons. Here's the opening excerpt:
With a cigarette between my fingers
and flowers bound up in her hair
and flowers bound up in her hair
dry morning bathes us
in the claw-foot tub. Asphyxiation
in the claw-foot tub. Asphyxiation
by drowning. This dawn welcomes us
to another side.
to another side.
[...]
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