FOUR
VI
you are not going to, dear. You are not going to and
i but that doesn’t in the least matter. The big
fear Who held us deeply in His fist is
no longer, can you imagine it
i can’t which doesn’t matter
and what does is possibly this dear, that we may resume
impact with the inutile collide
once more with the imaginable, love, and eat sunlight(do
you believe it? j begin to and that doesn’t matter) which
i suggest teach us a new terror always
which shall brighten
carefully these things we consider life.
Dear i put my eyes into you but that doesn’t matter
further than of old
because you fooled the doctors,itouch you with hopes and
words and with soand so: we are together, we will
kiss or smile or move. It’s different too isn’t it
different dear from moving as we, you
and i,usedtomovewhen i thoughtyou were going to(but
that doesn’t matter)
when you thought you were going to America.
when you thought you were going to America. Then
moving was a matter of not keeping still;we were
two alert lice in the blond hair of nothing
