"I'm disturbed by the want-biological, / as if my animal wanted to speak, / the body does want to speak but lives / under the mind... / I think of this as Minotaur grief, / the near-human half-poem / within its maze, waiting in bestial confusion until / Ariadne would, with taper, find her way / and as another kind of poet / have sex with the near-
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