In the house of cactus
I finish what I started

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a novel for death and the dead
and a chapter on bird matters

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my house is my journey and the wind my door
windows are what I saw

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I lost my fortune
but kept my acumen

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a blind man with sight by the falcon's nest sculpts
my solitude so I'd be loved by a variety of selections

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I cajoled hyenas and besides myself
trusted no one

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I left no land to return to
and kept no road to arrive

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in the house of cactus when I came to
I had a full name
and golden hands
"and untethered to remembrance
I was".