Time doesn’t emit until one looks backward
and sees in the word “admit” something extraordinary:
a hint of a bit in the bit. Eye and ear work toward
a problem how to get from here to now fairly:
morals and gratitude and how
to step on a scale and measure
weight flying by in leisure.
Bodies flowing through words that cry ow!
Does that mean run and hide
or swim, steal and ride?
The answer is in a pun.
Keep talking and you will have won
by examining out of sight
in memory of your first night
when you didn’t know what to do
but held on and let the wow take you
beyond any night till day.
The given, by God, in the Lay!