These are
Henry Dumas' Thoughts
Love came to me and said:
What do you want of me?
Save me I said, Save me
Love knelt down beside me and said:
If you knew the price
Of coming to you
You would ask nothing
But would give
I flew into the country of the mind
And there my wings froze
I fell
Thought sculptured me in stone
You're lying, said memory
You're asleep, said forgetfulness
Hate is also creative
It creates more hate
With an eyelash I etched
Your form upon the moon
The sun bending over the basins of
My eyes this morning washed my hands