ow the h eads yawning as ch ambers a ho llow of wind
and fecul ent echoes a can yon of track and retrack
an idio t compared to the marvellous sys tem 0 body
of lights and the
So he saw tha t God was hi s own
o
body I li ve in deceitful and fi ckl e
o
nos tril I clean to no purpose
o
ea rs I cl ea r out onl y to hear
th e thubder re-knocking as thunder swong
doubling mutants 0 tripling mutants
So hi s life rema ined bl esses and fa lling
th e mutant a ll owed in however the loss
th e verb reversed into nomen the adj ective
ho ly among the o th er perfecti on s
th e fa iry-ta le poet sing ing pas t poverty, lone–
liness grief the poet forgtting word out of the
mutant scared of revision
At th e end of th e fa ll fl ashed th e bon e
in time with the rh ythm
So th e h and went on through the sorrow-tree sing ing
