the razor (for B, 1972-2008)
before you took the razor you always seemed shining to me always seemed a sparkling symbol of the great movements of the sea or the blowing of a skirt in the wind. before you took the razor i had thought of you only as a great and baffling series of talks and walks that always went somewhere interesting. before you took the razor i had known you deeply and with all the gusto of a garden gnome bent on scaring children. before you took the razor you always seemed to be somewhere other than where i was and it'd been like that for a while. i don't know why.
2008-02-27 | 5:01 p.m.
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