Parading

Be, and know at the same time the terms of non-being—

We’ve forgotten the luxury of dumbness,

You wove me a mantle of smoke.

A dark star passes through

today is full of things,

It’s not enough,

She says,

how they leapt slantwise through the sky

Whoever you are, go out into the evening,

we used our words we used what words we had