What want?
What does this person want?
:- Doug.

We live beyond our power to name and hold
ethereal lights in th’ heavens and across the table
blinking allow us no full comprehension
coherence never was the stuff of life
in breezes hiding mantis robin’s gone
:- Doug.
True the singing here between
As Rilke’s sonnets to the god of song
Any impassioned set aside for air
Without an object, a soft or mighty wind
A gust within our sacral mystery
:- Doug.