Petrified Voices in the Verses
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The older voices call in me. The smell
Of marble mined for sculptures, dust of stone
Is in the words. White bearded throats compel
Male thinking. Sometimes lines contain cologne
Mark Anthony mixed in with scents his queen
Had spread upon her breasts, his chest upon
Her, they not thinking of the unforeseen
Asp fangs. More ancient still spreads bushveldt dawn
That hears the chanting from a cave where art
