Night Song Poem by Tony Tost

Sustain sublime
you who be trying
become the song that can
at last understand you
drone back
before your first experience
and act
as you understand song to be
tape-loop logos is into resistance
a note Xeroxed inexorably back to where this belongs

a song
why is there something
instead of everything
we were together as ghosts at first
thrust forward
each as the others’ longing

And you
who fall
back at night into your body
And you who break
as an experience of firstness
And you
who join hands learning to sleep

Fold into night
a depth of absolute incompleteness
composes
cupped
face to the other face, an unfinished vision—
(... what we be
be only what
only we can know...)