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I've stood on thinner sheets. Took crunching walks

On leaf-embodying and lumpy glass

To a sidewalk's abrupt end, along a bright

Section of newly-insulated path,

Over a prickling hump of weedy dam

And onto this broad opening in the words: lake,

Brown language adrift with plants and fish,

Masked underneath a civilizing white

Tectonic crystalline, a cloudy plate.

Titles

Part I   Notes I
Part II   Notes II
Part III   Notes III
Part IV   Notes IV
Part V   Notes V
Part VI   Notes VI
Part VII   Notes VII
Part VIII   Notes VIII
Part IX   Notes IX
Part X   Notes X
Part XI   Notes XI
Part XII   Notes XII

©, Acknowledgments
The Author

Bleak conjugations rustling in the woods?)

A haunted aura deepened, spread, and blurred.

AM VIVID.(Where?) LOOK BARN. (The last glow fell

Along the roofridge of a looming, chinked

Abandoned barn; a broken vane withheld

Its ripening signal from prevailing words):

Something encoded in the characters

Of winter branches. I could just make out

QUARTZ HIVING DAMP. FLOW BACK,SEX JOY! Creak.

--A wind came up; the rusted vane revived:

Its bent N pointed toward me; W

To sky. I hurried down the icehumped path,

And that was that: day left unfinished. Night.

(A double me is more than twice enough.)

I marked my place; exhausted, went to bed.

Then dreamed; awakened: saw my old alarm

Oddly aglow; but quickly focused on

Its Liquid Crystal face--blue numerals,

Crisp and reassuring. Woke next day,

Drank coffee, read newspaper, dressed, went out.

A mere reader, I read mirrors, fear wet play;

But find a mothball scatter on the lawn.