笑笑

 

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          Intrusion

        After I had cut off my hands
        and grown new ones

        something my former hands had longed for
        came and asked to be rocked.

        After my plucked out eyes
        had withered, and new ones grown

        something my former eyes had wept for
        came asking to be pited.

        Denise Levertov