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I wrote this list while dangling (listlessly?) in a hammock in El Salvador last weekend. I could say that everything has changed since then, or I could say that everything is the same. Both would have a reasonable corner on truth. If I am being too enigmatic, then let this be a bribe to you to write to me individually.

What I Would Write A Poem About If I Had the Presence of Mind to Write a Poem

The S-shape of a long-spined dog from above
A push and pull that has stopped being of me and started being with me
Seeing others through the eyes of other others
Aches
Priorities
Small potted plants overgrowing their alotted spaces
People who plant plants in places too small because they like the way they look when they overgrow their alotted spaces
Whether or not I am one of those people
Whether the plants mind
What it means to transform, whether it´s worth it, and whether we have a choice
Why distance matters
Why we resist spinning
Why I don´t (or can´t) seem to
Hotsprings
Words vs. Thoughts
Underwear
Squash and its growth (in my affections, in the ground)
Sounds
Doors
The significance of sounds and doors in El Salvador tonight
How the most important part of being here isn´t being here (people, places, work)
Why so serious?
What it means to be self-centered (esp. w/ regard to the fact that it is ´good´to be centered and ´good´ to be yourself)
Circulation
Poison (bug bites, food, mental poisoning)
Music as territory
Rebellion
Bombas
Startlement
Fear
Desensitization
Peanuts
Pigeons
Leaves shaped like recognizable things
Seeing the virgin Mary in places she probably isn´t
Seeing ourselves in places we probably aren´t
Eggs
Influence
Intestines
The ways we tire
Want (origin: lack)
Competence
Belonging
Bells
Whatever happened to that voice poem?
Portability/ traveling light
Prophets/ prophecy
A surfeit of the sweetest things
Not knowing
why we crave understanding
Reputations preceding one
Worldliness
Otherworldliness
Interworldliness?
Written records
Accents
What we tell who.