Wednesday, December 10, 2008

...I came to--

gray blur of a room--

slate skies oversee the broken pavements
out the dust stained window--

I am nowhere and everywhere
in this configuration       eye and thing seen together etc. etc.

out of the daily etc.
the point that transfixes and expands--

I awake again but to what
that could be different?  If I knew

I wouldn't be here groggy and asking
looking at this point like a fuzzed blotch

of glowing pearl--
beckon  Mary--  I chastise your son

and distance myself from you
with distaff mischief--

I shake myself 

and commence again the lineaments
of healing   and atonement--

doing because doing is all
can be done   

to amend...


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