| December 1 2004 One-thousand three-hundred
ninety-eight
one year, once full moon, secret
works, die and entertainment
bound in paint
island crowd
supper at last and first
test
reassembling truth from essential disintegration
figure and object entangling unity
numbers paint, colour surface obdurate
proud and angry judgement pouring beer atop rigour
working soul, wheedling anguish and drink
writing years, time to die, anniversary spike
marking painting and untimely story
north rain, say, at night
presidential stride, old writer, music hall
whisky to please please please
south and no coast to tell
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