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This poem is taken from PN Review 134, Volume 26 Number 6, July - August 2000.

Three Poems Patrick Mackie

Monogamy

He understood little but craved knowledge.
She painted her toe-nails ochre.
He dreamt of orgiastic brunches.
She spoke in elliptical fragments.
He could only sleep listening to the radio.

She scrutinised her emotions like gems.
He could feel each moment pass.
She closed her eyes while drinking coffee.
He made elaborate puns.
She thought of never returning.

He watched the sky flower in reds.
She made speeches about pop singers.
He lavished kisses on her ankles.
She wanted to pierce the leaden clouds.
He knew panic.
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