Away from its source, so that mild in their love do they
Inhibit their fever and consign to their lust the fervor of hunger;
Agreed lowering of the height subsists in that we fail
Far, far mid foreign of our sail do we love in extreme
Gone away are the bonds and in the heat do we bear the bud
That springs to our love which finds us, finally met
unaccompanied
By my I, fully able in its way without cause to be glad
Rarel y did we thank its welcome, for unexpectant
Of its norm do we prepare to be less, prepare to be:;o close to war
While in spirit near no work, waiting merely for exhaustion
Exhaustion
to
bring me passive, unable for you, female to the
moment
Not charged as in one female from the day, but ignored to its
embodiment
As one exiled in play his center evades fullness, and grand
Is the departure when swayed, for theatre the full form of the lie
Implants gesture and a means to divide, a settlement for leaving
will undone
A mass behavior becomes the actor whose workings evolve as
nature
As her nature implies his knowing and evasion, for nature in
contempt unloved
Suspends essence fearless of the man, as in sex with prison
He flew deeply from himself into her folds, as in there nothing
of himself
Was being anew in conflict, fresh from dear memories the mind
became young
Unknowing of its play, assured in common with things, supple
in their arms ...
III
The alibi we cling to, the lie we are known, its rehearsal
Were issued from the same one who watched, the child of his
fusion
His real love were his outcomes, his presentiments come
Dimly from birth through dimmer birth, a quotient forgetful
Of its textures, unmindful of successions, empty but of present
Where with sutures bind us before and after, yet only come
aroused
