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Again and Again and Again

Again and Again and Again

You said the anger would come back
Just as the love did.

I have a black look I do not
Like. It is a mask I try on.
I migrate toward it and its frog
Sits on my lips and defecates.
It is old. It is also a pauper.
I have tried to keep it on a diet.
I give it no unction.

There is a good look that I wear
Like a blood clot. I have
Sewn it over my left breast.
I have made a vocation of it.
Lust has taken plant in it
And I have placed you and your
Child at its milk tip.

Oh the blackness is murderous
And the milk tip is brimming
And each machine is working
And I will kiss you when
I cut up one dozen new men
And you will die somewhat,
Again and again.



Poem Again and Again and Again - Anne Sexton