Shall I Carve

Shall I carve images for blind men glee Come not to this table then Unless hunger rages in you And in coming bring some light From moon or star For this memory is from lightning made But is not new, not new at all I reassembled words And spring resemblles fall For I too search for the universal But not in the unity of theories nor belief The subject that sits best for me Is our obdurate and inflexible thief I seek to tear the thing off Like a veil of sheaf. Yes I know this is deep water exhibition But if you are hungry If you can locate the insatiable in you You will not blame for the flood But from my words rekindle fire.