Enough for this life—
thanks; so not close not done. Don’t
forget the cost of rent; still trying—
Note brains, books, and hard turns . .
Spiders still spin; outset ferocious webs
—traps found in corners, worlds still knotted
empty; and if caught, prey
—be thankful; the bites mortify for free
. . so come, it’s the old eyes' failing now . .