Probably most words / should be fully felt but never said
so banal a demand it went unnoticed
The week-before-last Ada asked Michael and I /
if we believed in God, a higher power, /
Is it freedom from or of?
I beat the sky with the questions of my fists
Such an odd circle / of bell ringers / we are
So give me the world then.
we / were just talking, / like people talk
Often what I want is impossible
Glory exists along a continuum.