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Ahren Warner

I’ve aimed no further than the soul’s automata,
transcribed no more than the sorrow of adjustment

aborted. I am a complete abyss. Those that believed
me capable – of a sorrow complete, beautiful sorrow;

an angst corporeal, replete; an angst that exists
as objects, a luminous pestling – not a point

— Ahren Warner, from “Nervometer,” Pretty (Bloodaxe, 2013)

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