05 April 2009

a sudden alertness

this bang and clatter signalling hard rain

must wake you up and bring you back alert

right to the point at which you would assert

the need for honour and the weight of pain

rise from the desk and not seek to constrain

all of the patterns no longer inert

since what is left must have no time to hurt

for what you seek in heart of storm is gain

no wisdom here since what is seen must die

within the gap that our small time has left

for us to speak with those who want to learn

the tiny truths that peek out of the lie

receive the gains remaining from this theft

still each of us knows what it is to yearn

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