the day i forget my swords:
and the arms
weilding:
guarding them to use:
for 4 swords...
i'd need 8 arms...
then... and oh i wish... then...
will i grow two pairs
of wings and perform
a crucifix-resurrection:
bodhisattva...
         by then i will adorn:
two pair of wings like
a cherub:
and lay my head oh
so lightly:
into a sleep without
a dream...
      and will recite:
Ezra Pound at your expense(s).