We found ourselves getting closer to it.
What we wanted, we took, and then we looked at each other,
Is there—you’d know this—a word for a new sentence in the world,
but you never saw coming before.
You see that tower? That’s in another country.
When, early on, you knew you could break it, you really should have.
Find a way through. I’m trying to show you.
Release the opening,
She gives up her beauty gladly. Did we find what we were looking for?
To some hinted extent. Hunt it. Then heart, take heart
this is all mystical & meaningless
For example: you lead your sheep to graze on clover because you know
Could have made something warm or haloed by now.
“My grandma died so my paper’s late”
moss welding my hip to the bed,
loss: yes you’ve had time to
Let me tell you
leaving you for dead—but here comes
Sky. Or say nothing corresponds
like stacked bolts of flood-stained silk—
Forget it: you must tell your own truth.
Spirit, I crave a goodbye, you