3 literary device and what it relates to an important in the poem Up until this sore minute, you could turn the key, pivot away.

3 literary device and what it relates to an important in the poem Up until this sore minute, you could turn the key, pivot away. But mine is the only medicine now wherever you go or follow. The past is so far away, but it flickers, then cleaves the night. The bones of the past splinter between our teeth. This is our life, love. Why did I think it would be anything less than too much of everything? I know you remember that cheap motel on the coast where we drank red wine, the sea flashing its gold scales as sun soaked our skin. You said, This must be what people mean when they say I could die now. Now we’re so much closer to death than we were then. Who isn’t crushed, stubbed out beneath a clumsy heel? Who hasn’t stood at the open window, sleepless, for the solace of the damp air? I had to get old to carry both buckets yoked on my shoulders. Sweet and bitter waters I drink from. Let me know you, ox you. I want your scent in my hair. I want your jokes. Hang your kisses on all my branches, . Sink your fingers into the darkness of my fur.

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