heard over thought
utter clarity
comes down
a still still wind
like an elephant turning over
intense in the mind
surrounded by nothing
the word stood alone
stark, startling, unbeckoned
yet there, here in my head
it reverberated past sound
a rock
one saying only
doom
and immediately the meaning, the intent
became clear
as the promise stood, covering my door
without error, to one ever bound
and I thought to write nothing
yet write of it I did
writing
it is known
Sunday, September 28, 1997
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