Call

I move tipsy, and slightly stumble; and something yells; and
Something screams: a need to feel: a need to mellow; but
What the pain; and what the hate; and what the line—a wellic
Cry; and this is life: a vulture’s boat; and this is grief—a
Mystic’s pain; and such the love: suffocating; and such the
Bell: a spirit’s grave; and love the clouds: a virgin’s grain; and
Tip a toe: the deepest flame; and feel a ghost: a nightly cry.

I move tipsy, and slightly stumble; and something falls: a
Countenance; and I watch; and I tat a stream; and I pace rugs;
And touch a pearl: a star and volt; and cough a ghost; and
Swim a thought; and fall the earth; and speak the peace: a
Foreign world: a walking beast; and thus the wind: a sign and
Wing; and fall apart: the deepest string; and feel it fall: the
Math of tears; and call the dead: and yank a fear.