i see the colors, but this darkness abides in me. so, i might feel
a dark abode. 
i was talking today with sweep-a-leg johnny
by the model yacht pond,
the dogs cruising like boats with eyes
behind us.
we talked as we do
about integration
and how to live with terror and money 
and can socialism abide
in the capital heartland,
and of course it still can, i say johnny-
it's up to you and me,
not theory.
it happened before us
and for us it's happening now.
we just 
have to live it
and abide this darkness
without.