They
say see the sleeping moons
Bubble
from the sleeping mouths
They
say the tears and poison
O
raveled land of raveled faces
See
the birds the sea!
They
say the words but then
When we don’t quite believe them
They read the words
When we don’t quite believe them
They read the words
They
say here’s our chance
Fragment—here’s a smile
Heard vaguely
in the gray silence
They
say see our gray faces
Move
among the days
Known
without an echo
They
say see in our faces
The
slightly stupid virtues of our verses
They
say leave us
The
smoke of dark voices
Our
footsteps in the monk-hooded precinct
They
say we've lost all belief
They
say we come asunder all a-shiver
Like
the nervous chandelier in a shaky kingdom
Shim
shimmy sham sham
Tinky
tinky tinkle tink
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