16 Nov 2005, 5:01am
Writing
by David


Covenant Defining a Plane

It’s not that I don’t appreciate
the vivid encounter, but what is this
modesty the proof of? A slack?
Have you lost your hair?

Else urge,
erat, era–meaning,
there was a time
we were–once–
it was that little span
between the bubbles,
where the rims edged
the edge-skin of the bubbles,
eating the honeycomb.

Hours down there
even though
this compares
to a very small amount
in the wind on the window
in the wood keeling
nothing nothing,
there is no path
but to keep back
back

to a point,
to points

to points,
to a point

left to
the device.

 
Berlitz Primer  (horse)