Remember with me today—the word

and counter-word

of witness: the tactile dawn, emerging

from my clenched hand: sun’s

ciliary grasp: the stretch of darkness

I wrote

on the table of sleep.

Now

is the time to come.

All you have come

to take from me, take

away from me now. Do not

forget

to forget. Fill

your pockets with earth,

and seal up the mouth

of my cave.

It was there

I dreamed my life

into a dream

of fire.