they should give fair warning in school -
all the wallace stevens and rilke and c.s. lewis
and the love that keeps her flying
when she should fall down -
it's nothing when it comes to this.

someone taught me that numbers curve a hand around the ball of the world
and someone else made me memorize
a poem about how gold fades to green, and green goes gray,
but there's no sense in it
learning all about this myth of love.