THE WEAVE:
Mercury broods
about what he Loves
as he leaves Gemini…
"For as much as I am
a Keeper of Word,
I despise it.
Word, is the beginning
of the End. Word
is where possibilities go
to be sequestered, fed, killed
and analyzed -sliced up
for a petri-dish, and put under
a microscope, with just one
lens. There is Nothing
I can tell you, that
the leaf has not
already said. Leaves.
I have so many leaves,
falling All the Time
-scribbled with meaning
that weaves its own
pattern, keeping me
aLive. Word. I Love it,
when it's mine.
Just like everybody else."