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Untitled (Blue, Green and Brown): Oil on canvas : Mark Rothko : 1952 - Ocean Vuong
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Untitled (Blue, Green and Brown): Oil on canvas : Mark Rothko : 1952 Ocean Vuong

Untitled (Blue, Green and Brown): Oil on canvas : Mark Rothko : 1952 - Ocean Vuong
The TV said the planes have hit the buildings.
& I said Yes because you asked me
to stay. Maybe we pray on our knees because god
only listens when we're this close
to the devil. There is so much I want to tell you.
How my greatest accolade was to walk
across the Brooklyn Bridge
& not think of flight. How we live like water:
wetting a new tongue with no telling
what we've been through. They say the sky is blue
but I know it's black seen through too much distance.
You will always remember what you were doing
when it hurts the most. There is so much
I need to tell you -- but I only earned
one life. & I took nothing. Nothing. Like a pair of teeth
at the end. The TV kept saying The planes...
The planes... & I stood waiting in the room
made of broken mockingbirds. Their wings throbbing
into four blurred walls. & you were there.
You were the window.
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