Another poet will have to say
How much I love you
I’m too busy now with the Arabian Sea
And its perverse repetitions
From white and grey
I’m tired of telling you
And so are the trees
And so are the deck chairs
Yes, I’ve given up a lot of things
In the last few minutes
Including the great honour
Of saying I love you
I’ve become thin and beautiful again
I shaved off my grandfather’s beard
I’m loose in the belt
And tight in the jowl
Crazy young beauties still covered with the grime
Of ashrams and shrines
Examine their imagination
In an old man’s room
Boys change their lives
In the wake of my gait
Anxious to study
Elusive realities
Under my hypnotic indifference
The brain of the whale
Crowns the edge of the water
Like a lurid sunset
But all I ever see
Is you or you
Or you in you
Or you in you
Confusing for everyone else
But to me
Total employment
I introduce the young to the young
They dance away in misery
While I conspire
With the Arabian Sea
To create an ugly silence
Which gets the ocean off my back
And more important
Lets another poet say
How much I love you
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