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Ventriloquist’s Dummy
Jennifer Harrison
I
I can’t tell where I’m going
but shall I memorise the shape of streets
the slope of bridges, the vertigo?
today I’m carried somewhere new –
I’m lost, in pieces, and I rattle
(for David)
je ne sais quoi
but it is written in the sound of this melange
of consonants and vowels that a blind
old impressionist defeats Duchamp