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james tate - the lost pilot كلمات أغنية

your face did not rot
like the others—the co_pilot
for example, i saw him

yesterday. his face is corn_
mush: his wife and daughter
the poor ignorant people, stare

as if he will compose soon
he was more wronged than job
but your face did not rot

like the others—it grew dark
and hard like ebony;
the features progressed in their

distinction. if i could cajole
you to come back for an evening
down from your compulsive

orbiting, i would touch you
read your face as dallas
your hoodlum gunner, now

with the blistered eyes, reads
his braille editions. i would
touch your face as a disinterested
scholar touches an original page
however frightening, i would
discover you, and i would not

turn you in; i would not make
you face your wife, or dallas
or the co_pilot, jim. you

could return to your crazy
orbiting, and i would not try
to fully understand what

it means to you. all i know
is this: when i see you
as i have seen you at least

once every year of my life
spin across the wilds of the sky
like a tiny, african god

i feel dead. i feel as if i were
the residue of a stranger’s life
that i should pursue you

my head c_cked toward the sky
i cannot get off the ground
and, you, passing over again
fast, perfect, and unwilling
to tell me that you are doing
well, or that it was mistake

that placed you in that world
and me in this; or that misfortune
placed these worlds in us

- james tate

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