I decided to choose wise – and work today.
I made a choice, icy fought, to
wreak a new kind of hard-did wrought.
And in this choice, and in this letter, and in this always getting better,
I begin slowly,
to come to the conclusion that rupture’s been fine: that
rupture’s been wine – and
And when I say and argue this should
that I should ought-
go ahead and be,
I mean it as icy choice,
well taken and
Where it’s worked for me,
it’s worked goddamn
So clearly I need to extend
the same strategy
to other hurting,
crudely raw areas
of what still is an incomplete life which I lead.
And so behind me I plan to leave
lying a swathe
of traced out, brought up,
Say goodbye to the small number who continue to pain.
Say hello to the massive population of the
* Only it’s not easy …