CANTO 86 Not quite saying

 

i

Not quite saying

there’s nothing more to say.

 

Still doing

though there’s nothing more to do.

 

Propelled by habits when the skin

you’ve shed does its old dance.

 

Thinking is shrinking

after all you’re free to do just that.

 

So with the chrysalis call you crawl.

Isn’t it larvally?

 

Wanna be that jumping bean?

Oh you make an apt pupa!

 

ii

next rest area 48 miles

and it’s an 8% grade

 

on this curve

one mistake and you lose it

 

there’s no free fall

open the door and soar

 

the tighter your grip

the less you control

 

you remember a better road

but every map is different

 

if you forget where you’re going

no detour is wrong