1988 (Intermezzo)

grasping at the rough spillage of my tongue,

formative distinctions ache out their tense judicial instruction.

thought-pre-thought crushes out the loose bonds of steep association

and carves funeral niches for free descriptions and an allusion to soul -

so this and other inadequacies gain heat and fire,

as steaming deep conversations flitter away into the rambling street

to soak and re-remember Harlem days when nights caught fires unaware

and old dead Lorca grappled with his love and my iniquity