/
i am sorry
that we have succumbed
to whatever it is that has hunted us
so
skillfully .
[ but i cannot apologize for what i have
known :
though it slips from me now,
as in waking to find
the room different
and
empty;
nor can i
do so
for the ways inwhich i have been,
though
they seem
already
gone.
and the everyday-ordinary-
hollowed-out-
thing
desiccates in
place
.
]
moon-thirty, and unbidden_