To hear the poet read the poem, click for Shockwave Hi-Fi Player [33k] or .au file [702k].	Jane Satterfield
	Envoi
Other poems: Blighted Landsacpe Anthem for Damned Youth	All morning, I've listened to mangled music sweeter than sugared fruit, sweet taste of the forbidden. O siren, my brother, sweet buried heart, I've spent my whole life walking the edge, tempting the fall, the sudden slip. But what would you do with it now, this offer of solace, my slight embrace? Silence. Look back and listen: the back alleys of London drip down to the Thames. And the girl hung on your neck like a lock the key kept missing all along. Listen: if I'm stuck fast, not meant to stray to the other side, why bother to sow seeds of dark seasons?--these harp notes so insistent they pave the path that plunges below?
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