The Persistence of Memoryfor Gala Dali who raged water electricity and heat when the shack had none who fried her pet rabbit and fucked like an electric eel who wore a cathedral on her head whose head was a throne towering over gables and domes of the Mediterranean and sometimes a head of snakes who bartered bills and paid for bruised fruit whose second husband named her a tree of names that grew no fruit only long stalks dangling from branches who ten years his senior squeezed herself into his mouth so she could inhabit his body who walked naked and ate naked and swam naked and whose nipples were the needles of a compass pointing always toward the dirt but also out to sea who night after night dreamt only of the sea and the surf curving around her like a hook who was born from the barrel of a horse who was born outside a womb to many fathers whose bones grew conical like the horns of a rhinoceros which she pulled painful from her mouth like an armory of bayonets, until she had no bones and her mouth refused to close who fucked Paul Élutard and Max Ernest and Jeff Fenholt and their lovers who fucked body shivering white clover in the breeze who shivering climbed a staircase of vertebrae and disassembled the earth into spheres who committed herself to antiseptic rooms that her lovers wandered in their nightmares and that she rearranged when the moon slivered over the roof until the lovers were lost in darkness who saw Jesus crucified at Port Lligat in darkness and the sea was whistling who bound to a tree bled roses from her uterus as a shadow cast over her and a parenthesis closed |
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