the remaining flowers

I am a fool

to cry

          the moon is not new

          there are stars

*

the negative

in the leitmotif

again

an image

*

imagine
me
assuming

condensing

further

in time

*

there is a word

*

once I understand

I can say

nothing

but one word

to you

*

again

the negative

repeats

*

nature

is positive

as the verb of proposition

offers a pact

*
impact

wanting

*

I breathe

thankfully

*

you
and courage

fathom

the chambers of heart

*

the world sings
the predictable

that is,

all that renders truth is unknowing

*

that is
what I said

unpredictable

is the state

that we know
and anticipate
*

the stars tell us
all

read the passing light

now
as then

*

code is in the form

*

the rest is inside the tempo

and inside the heart