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Rackman and victim twist: sounds all these weeks
Of seconds and hours and days not once are dumb,
And has your footfall really not come
Still? O interminable strength that leaks
All day away alert... I am who seeks
As tautly now, whom the vague creakings strum
Jangled this instant, as when the monstrous hum
Your note began!—since when old silence spéaks.

Deep down this building do I sometimes hear
Below the sighs and flex of the travelling world
Pyromaniacal whispers?... Not to be
They say would do us good . . easy... the mere
Lick and a promise of a sweet flame curled
Fast on its wooden love: silence our plea.


Submitted by Holt

Added: 1 Mar 2004 | Last Read: 3 Sep 2026 10:32 AM | Viewed: 3801 times

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