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Variations On Line
(for Eddie Berrigan)
Continuities lie in wait, long after
you’ve closed the book.
To undergo once more but for the
                                    last time
             these sunless calligraphies –
                       shop-window symbology
& the whole world blowing up
to be made NEW!
                                 Passing a strange girl
                                 on “the street”
you give money to for
charity –
& I, also, have loved Rusalka.
                  Quoting sharmanic jazz
         as raison d’être.
                             Blood on Žižkov
                             hotel bed
                             framed à la
                             Nat Finkelstein.
Counting the streetlights, their
attention factors & habits
                    so much depends upon.
                      (The lull before any silence.)
Saying there is
a certain
time
when you can
only be
on the side
of chaos.