16. ix.20
258
do you know the moment?
it is
one might say when
never on the level
nor have we leisure to shine
everyone’s there
people after remember
but that’s not the same
so single solitary
thing on its head
if you picture
there you are
most like rain
in its least falling
is that where we go?
and are there such in dreams?
stood on its head
rounded sung thing
a kind of unwording
deaths are this long
but births forever
stretch out to tell horizons
come along
it’s happening
it’s on right now
never quite as was predicted
it’s soon said as gone
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