New men

We’re designing new men

macerated men

cut to length

arbiter of luck

maker of stage

metal men

flesh men

huge and triumphant

unable to remember or feel

men made out of iron

and lace

men who whistle

and club words off of pages

and the names out of children’s mouths

what luck with forgetting

the forgetting men

made new and bright

made out of everything you’d seen

from the lighthouse in Windsor and Bohemia

and older places

watching them move into the light and out of it

while you shouted their names

to see if they could move in time

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find Robin here