His electric wi res b egin t o glo w Bird s sing thr oughout f ores ts of f lesh and blood Out side the lunatic’ s f inge rs b ecome wir es.
Dar kne ss r oar s in the luna tic’s ar terie s
It’ s the d ar knes s of half a s leep, ano ther kind of w aking And e ven comple te sle ep is a kind of f ire That mu st burst open in his w aking.
The lunatic w atches all sound wi th e yes t hat p araph rase t he Sun Cir clin g outlying cen tre s And se veral sleep s and lightnings a wak en A v as t lul la by in f lesh a nd blood.
The lunatic w atches a bi rd...f lying...with f lutt ering e yel id s
And his e yes a re dr owne d as t he y f lutt er .
(Ek oon K avi ta- 3, p.59 7)
Do or s o f C oincide nces Open an d S hu t
Door s of coincidences open a nd sh ut.
Wher ever li ght s bu rn m oths a re dra wn By dancing f lames...I’v e hear d man y thumries b ef ore the y en ded... Man y no tes ha ve h ave se parat ed the la yer s of dimensi ons ... Half-sha do ws h ave min gled man y a time...
The hear t w ells u p at times w ithout an y r eason
Watc hing this s tring of d ays. ..Lik e b roken st rings One remember s man y souls blinde d b y lo ve Man y bond s f ormed in t he pa st, br ok en since Man y sinner s’ s ouls lo vin g e ven me!
Door s of coincidences open a nd sh ut
Theref ore w e me t an d behind u s Al l doo rs di sap peare d...W e remained t oge the r... Su ppor tles s, sur prised w e held eac h o ther’ s hand s That r ema ined in our han ds---lif e w as o ver!