The Riddle of the World
So thousands of times we plough the lung-whipped
waves: it´s speech.
But know this: the things that last are facts.
Facts! I scan you more seriously than ever.
There is no end to you.
The most lasting book is the ledger.
For fifteen years I filed the painter R. Hukkanen´s
telegram: ‘Went phut. Don´t come.’
They did go phut. We´re coming after.
I can never make out
where phut is.