Dont you think
you
could
would
un
derstand if you
perhaps tried
The Rafters of
the
Apocalypse
must not be
too bare
Of the sweet
Adjacency
that
Exalts by humbling
I
remember
never knew
when Questions
are not needed
for answers
Bliss is the
plaything
trinket
of the
child -
The secret of
the man
The sacred
stealth of
Boy
and Girl
Rebuke it
if we can
The happy
guilt of
Boy
and
Girl -