THE TIME HAS NOW BECOME TIME LOST
The time has now become time lost,
time as an empty ring,
and you who have faded like a shadow
during May’s ironic brightening,
you who have all my heart, and everywhere
begin to call the tune,
from wild unhappiness to worshipping your hair,
how can I not be bitter, angry, reckless,
curl my lip and sneer
when you with your whole world cock a leg
at everything sincere?
All evening I have mourned, and, saddening
dead with a massive loss,
counted the world mere dross.
(from “”Love” Poems For Kathy / Green. Laced. Leaves”)