this(let's remember)day died again and
again;whose golden,crimson dooms conceive
 
an oceaning abyss of orange dream
 
larger than sky times earth:a flame beyond
soul immemorially forevering am-
and as collapsing that grey mind by wave
doom disappeared,out of perhaps(who knows?)
 
eternity floated a blossoming
 
(while anyone might slowly count to soon)
rose-did you see her?darling,did you(kiss
me)quickly count to never?you were wrong
 
-then all the way from perfect nowhere came
 
(as easily as we forget something)
livingest the imaginable moon