Dusty from the talk, stalled & wired, he was bro-
ken in the fight, but, something mattered. Was it
remembered all wrong as saved, but, always sown?
In a dream, she said, "You were careful. You were
calm. Were you always on your own? There must,
somewhere, be time for lives & living."
(Once there was a child who growled & shattered.)
"O, there's trouble still untold & I'll know
you so long," he said. "I'm closer to you now,
&, I've been gold, but, I've been gone. The rain
was sweet, but, now, I'm tired. & down here @
our best, my storms are numbered."
ken in the fight, but, something mattered. Was it
remembered all wrong as saved, but, always sown?
In a dream, she said, "You were careful. You were
calm. Were you always on your own? There must,
somewhere, be time for lives & living."
(Once there was a child who growled & shattered.)
"O, there's trouble still untold & I'll know
you so long," he said. "I'm closer to you now,
&, I've been gold, but, I've been gone. The rain
was sweet, but, now, I'm tired. & down here @
our best, my storms are numbered."