I hate and love. Ignorant fish, who even
wants the fly while writhing.
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Catullus: Excrucior
I hate and—love. The sleepless body hammering a nail nails
itself, hanging crucified.
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Catullus: Id faciam
What I hate I love. Ask the crucified hand that holds
the nail that now is driven into itself, why.
The Language of Bodies 