RUN-ON

An aspiration worn
a garment made of hours
ancient & torn
is ours

Music's fluent hair
& Time (combs down
magics There
into a rainbow) frown

half The degree of Thirst
(its Other HALF rendered
OVERFLOW yet/and drowns at first
In Place) at last IN STEAD

Resolve is such a precious jewel
it mystifies The Mind

or quickly taken from Th'Fool
and given to The Blind.