In the same dark gardens
We have drunk—the same difficult waters
Under the trees
Oh you … to be the heart
(There was a demon in those veins …)
And I … knife … pure knife …
A man in heart
A man in words
A man in moon wreck
I have run—riveted to the road’s light
Until the wind yields
Nothing is moving
I was imprisoned in unknowing
Let’s talk, they say
But you …
Looking at me in the light of love
Write?
I cannot follow you, two by two, beneath the moon
Perhaps she no longer remembers us
In the same dark gardens We have drunk—the same difficult waters Under the trees Oh you … to be the heart (There was a demon in those veins …) And I … knife … pure knife … A man in heart A man in words A man in moon wreck
I have run—riveted to the road’s light Until the wind yields Nothing is moving I was imprisoned in unknowing Let’s talk, they say But you … Looking at me in the light of love Write? I cannot follow you, two by two, beneath the moon Perhaps she no longer remembers us
[paraphrased]