26 September, 1969

here’s a new sky blunt with implications.
Even the clouds have been drawn back to reveal.
The road is lost between deadpan hills
and the sign board squeaks on a flat note.
Now, i have discarded my sandals
and made myself at home in the dust.

Father
neither thou or i knowest what we do
yet in your infinite wisdom
you give me a crutch?

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