Say what I say is motivated
By women thunderstruck. Say, if you like,
Whatever you like, as though I were not here
But elsewhere, doing something else.
Diving.
Pick any alias and alibi,
And I'll agree. I'm all alterity.

I mean I think I know I say I am.

The territorial locus of the poem
Is no more mine than yours, to do in what
You want.
Locus is like logos, lingo. . . .

Laundry, latrine, and lavender from * lou .

Feel free. Do what you please.
You will be wrong,
Of course, but so would I be, though bled blue.