reading poems, 11.26.11

"Meanwhile" by Richard Siken is the way I want the ending of this book to feel. 

In particular, these lines: 

The way it’s night for many miles, and then suddenly
                                                                    it’s not, it’s breakfast
      and you’re standing in the shower for over an hour,

                                               holding the bar of soap up to the light.

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