NEW SCARRIET POEM: BUT MOST OF ALL I LOVE

But Most Of All, I Love

You will see me absent-mindedly failing to be
Aware of creatures talking directly to me,
And you think: have I the right to be this free?
Should I be allowed to flounder in revery
Even as pious company surrounds me?
Oh, but you know, I focus enough.
But most of all, I love.

You might see that I am ill-equipped
To fight my battles; I am too tight-lipped
And sometimes my clothes are ripped;
My leaves have fallen, my towers tipped,
My useful items have been counted and shipped,
But I know hat and shirt and dress and glove.
But most of all, I love.

You wanted me to stay awake
And adore you at night for the sake
Of a coward’s morning when we take
The train to the same place and fake
A fondness for every drink we slake.
Instead I sleep and wake to song drifting down from above.
But most of all, I love.

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