First Lines
- evor me
shyoldurs
- I will be there for you but I
am not yours
- I have your sweaters
- sore but not sorry
- the case is
open unzipped
the clippers
and file
- some men are dog trainers
- What would you play for your
Jonathan
- you ought to be court
martialled
- eels
- transport
- to wrap
- ganglia and
- lustfilled scumbag
- satiated
- neither spiral nor gyre*
- chronological displacement
- More than anything else, I
hold him
- what carries us to the site of
melancholy
- from
- between sips and gulps
- -.
- the knife scrape
- these two are alchemists
- I do not want an apology, i
said
- night flight
- if celebrations incorporate
the consumption of
remains
- ever have that argument
- dolphin
- cash crops starve the
hungry
- to the one
- all the translations gone
- I am walking through the world
I hold
- the risks I've taken
detour *no there from here nor
here from there* detour
Tracking the Remembrance of Touch ©1996
François Lachance