Tear-Like Passivity
U Uriah Hamilton
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When she insulted me
broken side street
in the snow,
I was already out of love,
not only with her,
but with all the soul joy
I've ever known in the past.
She said she was only joking:
I wasn't hurt or bothered,
but I wasn't looking for sex,
friendship, or anything else,
so I acted like I was.
I've gone long periods
free of human touch,
I'm not distraught
or looking for a fix,
I can play the desert monk
for as long as it takes.
Whatever feelings remain,
I'll write them in a poem
on a rock like Han-Shan
and live my life
in the disillusioned rain
of tear-like passivity.
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