poem no. 18
Life is over there,
And life is over there,
Sexton keeps…
And I for one must wait,
I stand by…
And see you –freeze.
My right, because…
J. Put that new grace…
Glow –Eye
Closer us…
As excellence,
P. Were you lost …
– Ran!
– Ran!
– Ran!
An American Prayer…
That oceans are white despair…
On Heave fame…
Life is over there,
And life is over there,