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  • because he was serious
    he started many times

    he wanted to give something,
    and that something was of himself

    even if he wanted
    even if he needed
    to make the form he gave it in
    perfect or
    near perfect
    he wanted to give it

    and he liked clean lines
    and he wanted what
    he gave
    -which was something of himself-
    to take that shape

    because the only way he could imagine
    in the face of so much beauty
    and gratitude
    and waste
    was in lovely clean lines

    under his window
    a clowder of cats, ghostly and grey,
    padded softly through
    the swift
    morning hours

    and because he was serious
    he started again.
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