All night br I float br in the shallow ponds br while the moon wanders br burning, br bone white, br among the milky stems. br Once br I saw her hand reach br to touch the muskrat’s br small sleek head br and it was lovely, oh, br I don’t want to argue anymore br about all the things br I thought I could not br live without! Soon br the muskrat br will glide with another br into their castle br of weeds, morning br will rise from the east br tangled and brazen, br and before that br difficult br and beautiful br hurricane of light br I want to flow out br across the mother br of all waters, br I want to lose myself br on the black br and silky currents, br yawning, br gathering br the tall lilies br of sleep.