I.
we all looked and could see nothing
what are we supposed to see
what are we supposed to see
the inexhaustible
the inexhaustible
horizon
torn from our hands
Valéry said
I cannot repeat
don’t be so dramatic
the sun fell
in time
the sun fell
we spoke of things
one spoke
in the dark
outside
another answered
Valéry
you have to answer for
you have to answer for
him
do you have the answer
hidden
in a fold of skin
hidden
between your lips
hiding
behind
the everyday
around him
grew the desert
the desert grew
and every day
there
there you are
knots in his fingers
his whole rag head
rag and jag
Buster was not his name
Buster she said
was not his name
she whispers
come here
wraps you
wraps you
in grease proof paper
and she wraps you
there you are
well at dawn
there you lie
tied up with a string
a prayer
you cannot answer for
