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26 Aug 2019: "Book of Hours" by Rainer Maria Rilke

Put out my eyes and I can see you still;
Slam my ears to, and I can hear you yet;
And without any feet can go to you;
And tongueless, I can conjure you at will.
Break off my arms, I shall take hold of you
And grasp you with my heart as with a hand;
Arrest my heart, my brain will beat as true;
And if you set this brain of mine afire,
Upon my blood I then will carry you.

1 comment:

  1. Who is the narrator writing to? This comes off creepy and not romantic. This is a good example of a negative obsession.

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