Here—on this green and flat field
of time and of space,
nothing ever really stays
and sticks
exactly where you seem to put it.
For certainly—
to properly
hold a thing close—you must be willing
to believe
in it first. Only—it's weird, but there's
no sense in going
around believing in anything—
unless you feel
able—to carry it with you.
Let's see now—given the formula,
I think
that for any
hand you're dealt in on—
that basically—just
leaves you
with you.
