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."