OF THE MIDDLE OF

The snow comes late / the train come late / A cone of light

delivers us, right / on time to ourselves / This is not a love letter

It is a fragment of the / treatise on the / reversibility of the

glove / When was the last time you were truly / inexplicably

gloved? / Some call it looking / at the moon through

the word / When it happened I was as / far from words

as air / is / from chemistry / The first one that

returned seemed to / be I / then IF / but it was and would always

be OF / This is not a love letter / This is that

which is in continual / reprisal, it is / the middle of the

middle of the middle / of the middle of / the beginning