ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
Sequence: 7
WHAT WE HAVE
one sky becomes another
one life becomes smaller in the distance
if I say I have only lost
one time I feel relieved
because it's true
one sky is contagious to another
it catches what the other had
and sends it on
all our days the same fever
burns above
and here I am losing
the one time I have
to someone else I may know
or not but anyway he won't keep it
either
and every new sky with its old fever
smiles down and tenses itself
to throw itself away and if the great mass
of them is the whole of what we have
burn burn burn