Forgive Me If I Sleep Until I

O.k. I'm Running Out Of Appetite. Let This Swirl- A Bit Like Crab Nebula- Do For Now.

You Can Do Anything, Really. And That, L Think, Is One Of The Exciting Possibilities Of The Present, L Swear, Is The Possibility That The Goddamn Thing Can Be Modaled Throughout.

One Loves Only Form, And Form Only Comes Into Existence When The Thing Is Born.

I Take Space To Be The Central Fact To Man Born In America. I Spell It Large Because It Comes Large Here. Large And Without Mercy.

I Defer To All These Other American Poets Who, For Some Reason, I Both Envy And Admire.