159.
Binary as if a double star you are
two houses and two voices to proclaim
absolute and relative are the same
two doors to every thought like
Boston homes
Boston homes
the law makes difference the will
makes same
makes same
watch the sun rise little by little
the light says yes
the light says yes
the wind is always coming from the
night
night
the dark breathes for us
lost in childhood with a single book
greatness means to have no private
life
life
sun up now and here the great one
comes
comes
all work is play at best.
160.
Ate roses from the rocks along the
shore
shore
one day she’ll come walking over the
sea
sea
to restore us to our original forms
we mild impersonators of another
story
story
cantilena of the obvious desperate for
theophany
theophany
pick the ocean up and do what with it
one crow before anybody
I don’t send news to the tailor how I
wear my clothes
wear my clothes
but I tell every sailor where to
steer his craft
steer his craft
helmsman of absence monsignor of milk
scared except to be at home and there
too
too
we have come to the midpoint of time.
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