Senile destitution,

the currency of the market,

personal trade of ages,

capitulates to the force of dull time

and placates its own release.


Death: which is as much its release

as its preserver; its tattered,

unromantic Shepard

the old man does not even know;

his youth as age eternal, hoary birth,

the opening of a code:


Time compressed

Into the screen


Today is rough

Another day unseen