I had the idea surviving —  
vibrant feelings on an obviously fair day 
washed in over time — (if we need one)  
What do you need now and for what?  

Does it matter, that light and grey question?  
Do you test, tease, defame to get the best?  
 
I ducked his punch, closed the distance.  
I told him, no, I want to bolt. Add a little piece  
 
in today’s Times calling Merce Cunningham’s  
choreography Democracy in Action. A refreshing run around  
the clique-minded,  
 
There are Cunningham’s last figurines / their aptness in transit 
when pragma-morphism brainstorms over noncombatants,  
absent zest vapors make-shifted to pulp —