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The Body as Cotard’s Delusion

By Courtney Hartnett From Issue No. 3

Already the body has forgotten itself

in a house with a roof strung in lights

and the back porch with its colony

of lemon balm mint tiny rosebushes

rooted in soil soil in pots

the pots moveable the plants unaware

that the body has become a telegram

ricocheting along the lone thread of wire

its arms have become unseeable

its water-bones, its skin like air

transfiguring itself to weightlessness

to small fractions of sky

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