ultimately: who said
to rhyme is
to escape?
the drummer who
was the supposed
tender hearted
poet
but no...
i think it was the guitarist
imagine
poetry the lost
halving of the halved already
point og writing
when poetry is only the mirror
of prophesy
and prophesy is such rare
and lost rear of
anything or anyone...
but to give this lingo
away for
a wife
and a child not my own
but a labyrinth nonetheless?
new moon
and new sun... all this earth:
is new: i need not ask for any of the former:
they will come, regardless of me asking...
they, will, simply... come.