we find it <br />and photograph it <br /> <br />bury it out of sight <br />and try to sleep with it <br /> <br />tunnel the earth <br />for one of its hands <br />to lead us <br /> <br />as if <br />we could follow you <br /> <br />as we followed to Bedlam <br />and part <br /> <br />as we followed <br />past Live <br /> <br />but you give us the slip<br /><br />Eric Torgersen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oh-24/