Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.00.1203301158550.11635@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: "Shall I, then, give everything away,"
Date: Fri, 30 Mar 2012 11:59:34 -0400 (EDT)
"Shall I, then, give everything away," Shall I, then, give everything away, If not tomorrow, then today? Down by the courtyard, out by the gate, Whatever the weather, it's death I await. It will begin. My brain will sever Something once, and then never. These objects are all that remain of the fray That threw me down on a grey dull day. Ignorance will become my fate, Or broken thoughts at any rate: And I will transform and sever That last linger, that comes never. ... and I found myself loathe to leave the site, and touch it, and are distressed at, and ashamed of, and loathe it. But in mankind--I am a crocodile.' He now caught hold of the bed cloathes and closure, our winding cloth, the universe is always cloathed, daddy, ... cloud, mist mist, fog, grey and brittle, cloathed, uncloathed, my bones always cloathed, daddy, ... daddy, ... the universe threading its way universe is always cloathed, daddy, ... daddy, ... the universe threading winding cloth, the universe is always cloathed, daddy, ... daddy, ... the pool or a mist, surely a fog, ... a fog ? ... cloathed and uncloathed, uncloathed among us, the brittle fog, ... the mist, ... the mist ? ... universe is always cloathed, daddy, ... daddy, ... the universe threading always cloathed, daddy, ... daddy, ... the universe threading its way our winding cloth, the universe is always cloathed, daddy, ... daddy, ... always cloathed, daddy ? ... daddy, ... the universe threading its way our winding cloth, the universe is always cloathed, daddy, ... daddy ... touch it, and are distressed at, and ashamed of, and loathe it. but in the universe, I am loathed, and loathe to sever ? ... never.