Sweet James
Said,
You're passing,
Son;
Up on the
Hillside, a
Daylight
Joyride
Loses
Gist; angels
Tethered to
Your wrists
Suspend
No claim
Upon you,
Carrying the
Frame without
You:
Unnamed
Freedom,
Dark to
Light.

rjw, 6/9/01


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