In The Early Morning Rain
To my family & friends          “Hello”
And money. With something inside us we float up
On this electric chair each breath nearer the last
Now is spinning
Seven thousand feet over / The American Midwest
Gus walks up under the arb-light as far as the first person
The part that goes over the fence last
And down in a green forest ravine            near to “her”
Winds in the stratosphere
                                         Apologize to the malcontents
Downstairs. The black bag & the wise man may be found
                 in the brain-room.
what sky out there                  Take it away
                             & it’s off
one foot
             is expressing itself as continuum
the other, sock