BABY

BABY

1The blue beginning of your eyesCondenses the sprawling and assuredBlue with which the sky retreatsFrom those obscene confessions known as days.2Again, your battling mites of blueTry to stop the revolving monster of lifeAnd find the indelible persuasivenessOf single forms within the circling blur.Sundered bits of a soulAstonished at their shrunken estate,They are not sure that they have still survived,And plead for the conviction of sight.3But when they recollectThe hugely placid mannersOf their life, before the earthly exileMade them small and fastenedTo one pathetic puzzle,Their blue reverts to swelling reveriesWhose outward circles spurn the curtained jail.4Upon your softly incompleteFace, where germs of devils stir in curvesThat tremble into questioning symmetries,A thrust of darkness sometimes interferesWith secret, virgin places underneathYour eyes and where your leaf-thin nostrils pause.This darkness bends with helpless messages,Like history admonishing a worldPersonified in one, composite face.

1The blue beginning of your eyesCondenses the sprawling and assuredBlue with which the sky retreatsFrom those obscene confessions known as days.2Again, your battling mites of blueTry to stop the revolving monster of lifeAnd find the indelible persuasivenessOf single forms within the circling blur.Sundered bits of a soulAstonished at their shrunken estate,They are not sure that they have still survived,And plead for the conviction of sight.3But when they recollectThe hugely placid mannersOf their life, before the earthly exileMade them small and fastenedTo one pathetic puzzle,Their blue reverts to swelling reveriesWhose outward circles spurn the curtained jail.4Upon your softly incompleteFace, where germs of devils stir in curvesThat tremble into questioning symmetries,A thrust of darkness sometimes interferesWith secret, virgin places underneathYour eyes and where your leaf-thin nostrils pause.This darkness bends with helpless messages,Like history admonishing a worldPersonified in one, composite face.

1

1

The blue beginning of your eyesCondenses the sprawling and assuredBlue with which the sky retreatsFrom those obscene confessions known as days.

The blue beginning of your eyes

Condenses the sprawling and assured

Blue with which the sky retreats

From those obscene confessions known as days.

2

2

Again, your battling mites of blueTry to stop the revolving monster of lifeAnd find the indelible persuasivenessOf single forms within the circling blur.Sundered bits of a soulAstonished at their shrunken estate,They are not sure that they have still survived,And plead for the conviction of sight.

Again, your battling mites of blue

Try to stop the revolving monster of life

And find the indelible persuasiveness

Of single forms within the circling blur.

Sundered bits of a soul

Astonished at their shrunken estate,

They are not sure that they have still survived,

And plead for the conviction of sight.

3

3

But when they recollectThe hugely placid mannersOf their life, before the earthly exileMade them small and fastenedTo one pathetic puzzle,Their blue reverts to swelling reveriesWhose outward circles spurn the curtained jail.

But when they recollect

The hugely placid manners

Of their life, before the earthly exile

Made them small and fastened

To one pathetic puzzle,

Their blue reverts to swelling reveries

Whose outward circles spurn the curtained jail.

4

4

Upon your softly incompleteFace, where germs of devils stir in curvesThat tremble into questioning symmetries,A thrust of darkness sometimes interferesWith secret, virgin places underneathYour eyes and where your leaf-thin nostrils pause.This darkness bends with helpless messages,Like history admonishing a worldPersonified in one, composite face.

Upon your softly incomplete

Face, where germs of devils stir in curves

That tremble into questioning symmetries,

A thrust of darkness sometimes interferes

With secret, virgin places underneath

Your eyes and where your leaf-thin nostrils pause.

This darkness bends with helpless messages,

Like history admonishing a world

Personified in one, composite face.


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