Seized by the Moment

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Seized by the Moment

The betrayer cannot hold,
Grasps you but an instant.
He traveled slowly through my eye
But now, finally, has quit
My field of vision.

His voice is a tree falling alone
Except for the other trees.

My memory is full of trees
Trees full of birds
Birds whose throats cannot get enough of singing.

I take it back: the betrayer is singing
Has a mighty snare
Has held me there
Thirty years:

My ears
Are Judas.