All Ready

moon bright busyness preceding separation the new bed desk succeed in puzzling leave everything neat whether programmed or my own expression any sensible person would pretext may not hold no matter I contrived much else to justify if asked I'll ask myself surely something will arise not just staring into space can't think except when writing well that is hardly true who is the thinker afterwards it's there all ready for the firing this the subject this the line divides before from after the fingers and eyes have healed