Let’s use here each sweet instance that’s
acceptable
singing within this the praise of famous
poets
their glory glassy & greyly luscious in
this rain
its bold play
In this case we find joy in their balancings
that rest in the midst of where we are again
the sum of what we have eaten and thought
holds us together
Ah, if only our wits were that real that
build up this whole world around us &
repeat
as if unafraid of what they stand upon and
where
it is empty
OK then, let’s be good at hope and stance
sweet, yes, as that slice of damson pie I
haven’t made yet
except with words here, now, juicy for you,
taste
mmmm
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