“My nerves are bad to-night. Yes, bad. Stay with me.
Speak to me. Why do you never speak? Speak.
What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?
I never know what you are thinking. Think.”
–T.S.Eliot
loop then
loop again
less a helix
than a
celtic knot
so tell me
again what
you are
thinking
tell me
again
to the last
detail
until
what should be
your last wordloops back
and you
tell me
again
and your
words
like a screw
are driven
through
my feet
my hands
my heart
my thought
until
like an insect
fixed upon a pin
I am collected
(March 2012)
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