Melancholia

Waiting for the rain /
  of meteorites /
do its service



LM

And nothing, and passes, and always

And nothing, and passes, and always

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