a hawk in my wake
(in myself)
and nothing, and always, and passes
apart from
something in the streets,
screams almost-sub-human heard >>>> sssignal
of silence in the streets after a police siren or ambulance
and as if it were today
and if it were
but today, always
and nothing
and far and always
and outside
Cars sliding on a wet track after half past midnight
or later
and then communicate it
and then I wouldn't tell you
What explanation? Say,
there isn't
It's two thirty in the morning and
there isn't
There will not also be
tomorrow
or after
because there isn't
(the only thing to do is wait to read
obituaries by
afternoon.)
LM
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