lamb

I watch amid the dizziness your lamb
walk to the river as if
accidentally the river had appeared

I watched the river be a font
the lamb took moisture from
was nourished and was still the river

I watched the afternoon include no other
afternoon the light tepid it was
inside a non-existent frame I looked into

I watched no sound remove the picture
from its meaning minutes each
with minutes touched in water and in atmosphere

I watched what wool was there the dusted
wool I watched the wool be changed by air
and by the river and I saw the picture from the river