One Hundred

November 10, 2010

Let be be  finale of seem…
—Wallace Stevens

Seem, pull off that skin.
Let’s begin again, shall we?
Let’s dig another hole, deeper this time,
so deep the mind that can’t believe in ghosts
can see  the soil.

Bequeath to rocks.

I never thought it would
be you, Seem, to die first, like a seam of gold,
not my friend to my illusions any more.

Stay ghost.

Stay and haunt me forever,
a little longer,
today,
please, Seem, seem to stay.

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