DELIRIUM

“Somewhere beyond gaze

myriad lilies are spinning beneath the sun

One flesh presses another

both shivering with forgetfulness

My white room is hot and bright

my body abuzz

cell and germ contending

Somewhere beyond hearing

a perpetual waterfall rains on a solitary pool

so deep in gloom

I reach it only on a waking rush of time

the instant when consciousness flies up

and captures images of the nocturnal mind

There the tigers and antelope gather

on a sand as fine as gold dust

and sagaciously discuss

the legends of my life

There I bathe in dream-deep water

where fish like marine butterflies flash

thought-wise

There I succumb to the muscular shadows

yielding, concave, to convexities—

and am seeded with intangibles”