Midday

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The tall curtains billow
with presences coming and going, inconceivable
to substantiate.

Whispered voices congregate at midday.

Is there any phrase from the Lord?
Is there any phrase from the useless?
Is there any phrase from the dying?
Is there any phrase from the residing?

The curtains rise and fall like wings.
Is the room about to carry off the earth?

Midday is crowded with voices.

Is there any phrase from the Lord?

           You had been born talking the language of the dying:
           I would like. I would like. Not sufficient. Give me.
           When will you study the language of the residing?

Is there any phrase from the useless?

           You haven’t modified in any respect, says my father.

           Whenever you had been little,
           every time you realized a brand new phrase
           you couldn’t wait to repeat it to me.

           Now you’re previous
           and you continue to can’t wait to speak to me.

           Inform me, has your love of the world survived
           your information of the world?

           You’ve modified a lot, says my mom.

            Whenever you thought nobody was listening,
            you used to sing.

            Whenever you thought nobody was dwelling, you used to bop
             to the file participant in your room.

             Now I by no means hear you sing.
             I by no means catch you dancing.

             Inform me, have you learnt by now
              which portion of your ache is self-inflicted
              and which portion is the world’s doing?

Is there any phrase from the dying?

           Every night time you cross to the opposite facet alone.
           Every day with the remainder of the perishing.

           Your coronary heart, like every leaf,
            is 2 shades of inexperienced.
            The darkish facet faces heaven.
            The sunshine facet faces Earth.

Is there any phrase from the residing?

           On this world of coming and going,
           the useless disperse to 3 locations:

           the place their our bodies are left in quietude;
           the place they stay inside us, not all the time quiet;
           and someplace they’re not telling.

Is there any phrase from the residing?

          There isn’t any coming and going,
           solely turning
           upon an axis spanning
           change on the toes
           and I like you within the eyes.

Is there any phrase from the residing?

           White, white, fairly white curtains.
           White, white, one, two, three, 4.

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