I'm clinging to my first-born,
The only one I snagged.
His eyes are closed
His chest is still
...
My God
My one true Love
Who heals the affliction of time
With joyrides of my mind
...
Like steely reptiles
They sketch the earth
And move as on silver screens.
...
I could salvage something from this mess
Some manic, diversion laughter
Some form of closeness, akin to
old strangers.
...
Peace, peace,
Peace on the road.
No house, home or inn I need see
...