That�s how it begins:
depth plus width, and down we go
to the other end of a narrow room
to the receiving end of the calendar

it has rendered me speechless
it has rendered me dry
and while I suck down water,
head in the hands,
you supply the old adage:
not getting any younger

such a familiar name
undergirded, above ground
and words aren�t as new anymore
every process takes forever
every practice is routine

expected to stay
long enough to make amends
but not a minute�wait one minute
too numb from drinking
and too tired to go home

�17 March 1999

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