As/Is







1.27.2005



without a name
one merely cumulates
in the dreams of 84 fools

with a name
one is the dearest of all things
beyond deeds
breathing in the breathing universe
breathing in the seen and unseen
breathing in nebula and dark mater
breathing out of the prose, membranes and energetic ellipses
cascading off the solar plexus
off the ocean tides
and off the condensation on the window pane

with a name one sits steadfast
adrift in the fires of time
in the morning furies of birds
in the nakedness of raw poverty
and in all word ever spoke
flowing inexhaustible
to the sacrificial attention
of all seventy-two thousand
never endings attached to the heart
dreaming the dream
that dream dreams