After Rimbaud
--Henry Walters 
Its been found!
--What? --Eternity.
It's the sea overrun
...With sun. 
My soul's eternal.
Run on entire
Through the night alone
& the day on fire. 
That's how you're loose
From common prayer,
From human hymn.
Your wing is strung... 
Not to hope. Erase.
Erase In the beginning.
Just knowing, just being,
Is plenty high on the cross. 
Erase tomorrow.
Pieces of silk over fire.
...What burns in you
...Is the one vow. 
It's been found!
--What? --Eternity.
Its the sea overrun
...With sun.

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