There is an alpha et of missing letters lurking in my head.
May e y the time I get to Z I will process that he’s.
ut I can’t make that rhyme,
Certainly not yet:
There is too much missing. And I know, and I’ve said
it myself: it’s OK and natural to e ereft -
ut I don’t think I elieve my
Unrelia le reath.
And the guilt of that is poison uilt on longing left to rot.
A centre fails; a structure crum les, anchors dust and lost,
ut may e time will race itself;
Could I place one final et?
ecause linguists point to history: in any alpha et
Letters are orn, and letters die, and language keeps its strength.
I must complete my sentence:
lood urn and oil red.
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