TO BE THAT AND TO BE NOT TO BE
KNOWN TO BE THAT
We laughed clear lake-water.
The mysterious depths were science-fiction.
I.His Hands and My Shiny Wings
The Holy Calf tried to hunt.
He knows one world and not this one.
II.If He Had Chased Me
I would have run with him.
That's a basic.
III.I Do Not See Him, Only His Absence.
IV.He Casteth Forth His Ice Like Morsels
running on his hind legs
white belly shining
The pear-blue sky he munches empty--yum.
The pearl-bellied sky of winter sun.
This makes the scene like Death is coming.
This makes the scene like Death is out.
A god with a hole in its mouth.
Air from hell.
V.And the Hour Was Perverted with Only His Tongue--
flowers across the wall.
Sand folds away behind me as I try to talk.
VI.No Prize Out--No First, No Second, Place
We were nowhere in sight of each other
but at the end each said
"I saw you falling back first, how did you get up here?"
I bent over to put hooks in the sky.
We were naked in sight of each other.
It was a rough windy night out in the eyes of God.
Speaking for God, I was enveloped by the dark swirling
eyes of God.
Everywhere my thoughts are penetrated by your form