because we are in love with Absence
because we can not love what we have see see Seen
because we need to believe in the Untenable, the Unbendable
because we know nothing can last last Last
because we have coined heard the absurd the term Everlasting
because We are Ever Last
because the last shall be first shall be the lost lost Lost
because we have read nothing from Start to Finish, from Refinish to Upstart
because we slowly learn, our Slowness Leaning
because our ambition is diluted by the Sweetness of holy Herb and Sleep
because our sleep melts in the Uprightness and the Uptightness of Drive
because when we Lack we Lack so proudly and so Well
because our thoughts need to spin on Something Else and Something Other, Something More
because we Spin and Toil and are nonetheless like the Lilies
like the poor poor lilies in the field field Field
becaUSE after a while Sorrow is a tasty Meat
beCAUSE we can't see ourselves Gnawing, Chewing
BEcause there is nothing New and nothing not New, Known
beCause we like to call ourselves WE and stand Together
beCaUse that allows ME to separate out from this sown this mown this cowering Crowd
and say onto you: i am your Remembrancer, your Requiter
i am Loud in your Sickness
you are Gnashing my Teeth
in Vain