Classic Poem

And suddenly analysis
Grows futile; thought and language rasp.
And all dimensions are contained in this
One restless body that I clasp.

Atoms disintegrate while drums
Beat their red lightnings through each vein.
Each angry crowded molecule becomes
A world, a bleeding battle-plain.

A thousand orbits twist and glow,
The flesh reveals its secret den. ...
And so (in rhyme) I leave the earth, and so
I come to your white breast again.