(DGDGBD)

Guess who returns to me
like a fugitive century
twentieth memory
with letters of meant-to-be
        unread?

Guess who’s this pound of me
flush at the foundry
with testaments unbound-to-be
but ash in the open sea
        cast away, thoughtlessly?

Why why did I let my hair hair
grow grow out out of my head head
until it was split and broken
thick with catgut interwoven?