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https://soundcloudcom/user-856373367/sarah-gridley-addressee   ADDRESSEE   I mind less that you go far away in time Once I had to harden myself to the idea Now I ask more of it, and you, and the carryover Those I find time for presently do not bring this cup of stars your listening makes Few of us are free of petty necessity, hurts spun back to inflictions, ambition rocking to exhausted desire I worry less that I’m not into this I love the curtain between us The old space of sailing, the birds that fly so far from land      https://soundcloudcom/user-856373367/sarah-gridley-origin-is-your-original-sin   Origin is Your Original Sin —AR Ammons   Not to have touched your starting point Never to have reached for where you are To renounce ever splitting a single fruit in half Never to have fooled yourself or others To have no cause for redirection To let alone the long odds and the favourable Not to be this or that Neither spatialised or spiritualised To leave your bear in the eternal winter dream of spring Not to emerge Never to mate or part with time Not to be licked into shape, never to mind the branching acts, the superstitious rags you might have tied to trees beside the wells Never around the mossy depth of wells Never a question of holiness, the steadfast eye of subterranean water Never to wear entanglements of air and blood Never to see the salmon leap To feel no difference between up and down To get the soporific movement of the sea but neither its lifting or breaking dreams Never to feel the velvet curtain dropping at the end To touch as near