i


it´ s around this here
mundane hour
or that there
where i get near

some right now then
higher or low
the mo so
captured when

it nails a tear
to the great cross
some heart
and i know

nothing
that i know
which lo
is comforting

that is to say that
in every and any
i am wrong
certainly if you

listen to my wife..parenthesis
never the less
through comes a truth
what ever it may be..

how do i know
because i have known
thus lost knowing
recalled no

felt
instinct
we were once
so
but no longer..

ii


i recall another
scared the life
out of me..parenthesis
though benign..

he said without
saying i would never
meet another like
him..

he proved a quintissential
cunning man
his glance left
something..

some understanding
some aspiration
a desire for learning
and so on..

though i think his
ways wordless
but natures´
he instilled faith..