Still hesitating I approach the dance
as awkwardly as any other novice
so many years have I fought the music
how can I hope to float upon it now?
The floating letter's pattern never dared
I see in dreamless years when I preserved
a solitary teleology
self-sealed anachronous and sad.
      My hunt begins at moonrise; tearlessly
seeking sorrow's sister I catapult
a frozen drop through mirrored ancient light.
How easy to acquiesce fearlessly
ensnared embroid'ring loved archival faults
and kill unconscious dying in my plight.