"En Gallop"

This place is damp and ghostly

I am already gone

And the halls were lined

With the disembodied

And the dustly wings

Which fell from flesh

GasplesslyAnd I go

Where the trees go

And I walk

From a higher education

For now and for hireIt beats me

But I do not know

And it beats me

But I do not know

It beats me

But I do not know

I do not knowPalaces and stormclouds

And the rough, straggly sage, and the smoke

And the way it will all come together

In quietness and in time

And you laws of property

oh you free economy

And you unending afterthoughts

You could've told me beforeNever get so attached to a poem

You forget truth that lacks lyricism

And never draw so close to the heat

That you forget that you must eat