It is a silent Fight with an invisible Foe. Keep your lips Shut tight on it as If you had Nothing at all of Worth to say - confess Only in the right Places. Every Tool is an adventure, every Exigence a school, every Pain is in learning. Life Is about eyes And their unshelling. Wrestle with the Sourness of your heart And win. Hear Your own dark angel Calling you to deeds Of ruin. Ignore him.next poem