Classic Poem

conversation with my friend is particularly

to enjoy the composed sudden body atop which always quiv-
ers the electric Distinct face haughtily vital clinched
in a swoon of synopsis

despite a sadistic modesty his mind is seen frequently
fingering the exact beads of a faultless languor when
invisibly consult with some delicious image the a little
strolling lips and eyes inwardly crisping

for my friend, feeling is the sacred and agonizing prox-
imity to its desire of a doomed impetuous acute sentience.
whose whitehot lips however suddenly approached may never
quite taste the wine which their nearness evaporates

to think is the slippery contours of a vase inexpressibly
fragile it is for the brain irrevocably frigid to touch a
merest shape which however slenderly by it caressed will
explode and spill the immediate imperceptible content

my friend's being, out of the spontaneous clumsy trivial
acrobatic edgeless gesture of existence, continually whit-
tles keen careful futile flowers

(isolating with perpetually meticuious concupiscence the
bright large undeniable disease of Life, himself occasion-
ally contrives an unreal precise intrinsic fragment of
actuality),

an orchid whose velocity is sculptural