ONE PRESENTATION
So how do you say it
how do you take it how do you
bring it forth ? do I talk too much do
I overdo it and do I just go on without
knowledge of limits or with no finesse
of endings and stops ? I cannot say
as for myself it’s all of one presentation :
carpenters on the rooftop plying their
trade and generals in the cornfield
recreating the very lines of battle none
of them need to stop and figure their
limits or measure their stops and any
reflected glory they bask in is worn like
folded garments of royal cloth - without
any ado they’ve already got it made and
here I stand : lonely on 10th Street broken
on 17th and forgotten for sure by 49th and
all this without a doubt in a boy too old for
the boyhood due and a man too withered
for youth : there’s no declension to make
this language right it’s all sadness
and sorrow and doubt.
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