What is not in him
takes the place of a bullet;
the metallic nature of lead,
the same compact texture.
What is not in him
is like a clock
ticking in its cage,
without weariness,
without leisure.
What is not in him
is here like the jealous
presence of a knife,
of some fresh knife.
That is why the best
of the symbols used here
is the mean knife-blade:
because none of the others suggests
such an eager absence
as the image of the knife does,
a knife that is all blade,
none indicates better
that ravenous absence
as the image of a knife
shrunk to a mouth,
the image of knife
completely given over to the
hunger for whatever
is felt on knives...
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