We Sit Long Into The Autumn Sky

We sit long into every slow cool

red dying autumn sky,

Sink into our easy friend

the deep black bellied night,

Listen with our hungry bare hearts

and hands and feet

To whys and whiches and whens and whats

only so presently;

Then run slipshod over the felonious lot

Stop 

and live above their candied screamings

saturate meanings

as they are too fatty for eating.

There we may let no eponymous kingly poisons

Use its sleepless daughters

To place poor dreams we conquered

From the cold bitter enemies

of yesterday’s urgent fuming prisons

Into our lives.

Given up by them, we gorge on the love we need.

We gorge on the love we need,

Away from such latesome worries as these.