83.
The square root of someone else lives
in your mind
curious behavior of measured things
caught the comfort from the cushion
and sold it to the skin
of course I want to anyone would but
I don’t will it
if I willed it heaven and earth would
have to comply
will makes you crazy wanting makes
you sane
we live decently when we recognize
our lack
a child is all waiting
how came you from so far and still a
citizen
woke before the birds again still
never alone
boat humming in weather of the mind
Mozart love-hate flute I want to kiss
his sister too.
84.
Time is the dimension in which we
unwrap space
we and only we there is no time apart
from us
distinguish shade from shadow
one of them licks your hands
to be poor is to be burdened with
memory
the doctor waiting on the porch alone
with the wind
not many people do it anymore the
young the very old
he opened his mouth and Persephone
spoke
language is the mouthpiece of another
the strangest thing about the caves
is that we think we’re out of them
this is the Dordogne the dream time
Athabaskan wilderness men with eyes
of a wolf.
