Tuesday, June 13, 2006

1997

Double tangle double
Wherewithal of the starpark
For now is a file

Now is a document completely

It stares and starves,
A voluble sparker
Most of the time, but now

Now is this wan and pared back
Recitative of heartbreak

You can see in its glare
It is cresting from insight
To steely and mournful resolve

If it could make any sense
To be afraid of the present moment

A wise person would be forgiven
For doing so, o paregoric