Alfred Wallis, St. Ives, 1928. Source: tate.org.uk
[Architecture]
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To build something together one last time
there are so many questions,
like who would live there,
and if no one, why build it?
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In our panic we make a house
that looks like a boat,
which reminds me of dreaming
both of us were angels, sleeping at sea.
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When we lay the boat down
in the cemetery of love,
we squat over one of its three windows,
and wave to ourselves through the glass.
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