729
I count
myself among them
all these
people desperate
to be saved
from themselves
desperate
to transcend
to be
beyond beside themselves
with gods
and demons
pills, good
angels
exercise,
the magic diet
helpful
books and shopping - just the act of it
or work -
for goodness sake
to diss the
body too
in favour
of abstract thinner-than-air
such as
forever rumoured
poem of the
morning -
that will
get you off the hook
who knows
of what they are capable?
and here
they are with all there is
there
cannot be more wonders
these are
the monsters years have imagined
and were
they to pause a moment
each would
hear music of the clock that keeps them
that they
keep
would know
the preciousness of time
the
mechanism
and their
own running down