Saturday, March 10, 2007

That's It

The confidence man
came up to me and said
"You need what I got"
I believe what he told me

"O, lord, I am not worthy"
He didn't have to remind me

I remember, I remember
the sweet panic
of abandonment
the sweet service
of joyless joy after joy

The tenor of plain conversation
the sweep of sleep
also sweet in its repose

Gallant, if that still means anything
or somewhere else

Yes, yes that's it