Beat

 

To try to find you in your fine defended privacy –

to touch and understand what overwhelms
in those most unreported realms –
to conjure up some access to the primacy

of what enrobes your soul in secret

and provides its impetus, its locomotion –
to chart the dark expanse of that great ocean –
come upon its meditative calm and peek at

something at its levitating center: sense the heat –
the endless deep research, the trenchant leads on
what I’d need to get at what your psyche feeds on –
has me beat.










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