These are Henry Dumas' Thoughts Love came to me and said: What do you want of me? Save me I said, Save me Love knelt down beside me and said: If you knew the price Of coming to you You would ask nothing But would give I flew into the country of the mind And there my wings froze I fell Thought sculptured me in stone You're lying, said memory You're asleep, said forgetfulness Hate is also creative It creates more hate With an eyelash I etched Your form upon the moon The sun bending over the basins of My eyes this morning washed my hands