894. CIRCLE

CIRCLE
(Gather up the men at Carston)
I am yours the way thread belongs to
this coat, the way the nail belongs to
the hammer. The cross to the beam.
The ice to the icicle. All together in
a togetherness - not that I know
what any of this really means,
but, in the manner of the
letters belonging to the
word, perhaps you
already grasp what
it is I mean.