If its an arcane form of relief that I’ve struck the
jackpot without having to ante my whole belief -
so far anyway, then I’m amazed - but th’ instant
I wrote it the World went crazy; four phone calls
later & I may have to reconstruct whether this is
for real. But let th’ consequence of that be seen
in th’ poetry - th’ deal was to get into a mode of
writing again on my old back-from-th’-dead PC
Not that we regret th’ reincarnation - perhaps it
is a message we’ll see when we clear horizons;
they were vague to say the least - reset against
what didn’t exist back then - and yet even now,
we have to be existential in th’ rain of reason, if
I’ve got that right - germane - or not in season
© 10 April 2018, I. D. Carswell
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