Vera Pavlova's If There Is Something To Desire. Found it on Knopf Doubleday's Poem-A-Day. I was looking for an MP3 of someone reading something abstract in a calming, sonorous murmur, hoping that it would send me back to Dreamland, I didn't find it.
This is kind of a relaxing poem for me, though, I wish I could loop it. I do fear that if we Venn diagrammed the thing we might run into some trouble in terms of material or logical implication. That sounds pretty sleep-inducing in itself.
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