Turn

Is it enough to love words,
love the things they stand for,
turn
one over, house, animal,
lover. Warmth, food,
self, roof. Is it enough
to wander through them, leap
from one to the other
out of or ahead of
one’s self, words
& a hand sorting
among them

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