A Time That I Miss You

And there's a time that I miss you and I am vanquished by a need for a syntax I do now possess With effort comes coherence striking me deep in my heart For I a fragment on a wasteland of silver a life on a time of gold am lost amidst
		more changes than I care to rank
	are behind me bear my hate with forebearance all those of you who cling to life bear my forebearance with hate all those of you who cling to my life with the thready swiftness of molten gold through amber carving channels of heat in those who do not believe
I am the time I am the weather
with movement with stark molecules	I shake you I am
shifting and switching like frost on a knife

6/22/79