All I have is a screen saver device for the richest

of warm Summer evenings when the work is done

and all the floss is about to bloom for they

ask only me and my time

and not the verbiage about the right of way

that asks not for the render of the timous

and the flame to be yourn.

I will be then and now not the one

who isn’t able to see,

for it is about the work of many

and the time of few

to be here and there

around the fumigated lifetime

of the insect-lights called home.


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