In admittance, In ecstasy, In guilt and in anxiety, In the gutters of Yuexiu, The plains of Tamaulipas, My precious mountain top Near Calgary, Or this flat, honeycombed and High above Kyoto neon, I’ve finally lost;
I surrender.
I surrender to –
Wave a white flag in comfort, In defeat, and a first, when I warm, Come this newer blanket, Whilst we dance, Come a first smile, decades, and Finally to fathom, “Embrace,” eternity, this Hold opposed pierced when – Swords eventually rust, But fields forever bloom.