Thursday, July 6, 2023


Sooner or later, 
we all try on 

those loaded 
clothes which 
the monist wears—

before its base parts, 
the chaste 
whole is paraded:

one Circle, 
from which wretched
arcs are created.

Surely, Unity
is a fabric

whose richness 
we can't fathom—
and yet 

such a fine habit 
fits tight, 
and it itches. Plus, 

with what 
will we pay 

when the time 
to tithe comes, 

our pockets 
now empty, even 
of atoms?