Describing his inability of receiving any response from Helen by stipulating allusions in terms of impossibility.
The candles i
have to put off
won’t light the night;
bid the navy
give me the ship
–a sailor can’t
be one on land
(a shipwreck’s still
a sailor’s lot).
Without Israel,
Exodus’ wrecks
(cooled thawed-butter!)
wastes too much time
retrospecting
on hobo’s tracks.
Equilibrium’s
impossible,
when extremist’s
Prince of Samplers.
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