I love that Gluon is or is not there
Of blame for all my errors for to share;
I take delight, reflecting now that he
Thanks to primordial dark Uncertainty
Can take the blame of all I do wrong here,
Absorb it all, and lightly disappear.
Thus he confounds my critics all, and they
Who would about me harsh upbrading make
For in his glimmering, half-decided Being,
He shows that short exisiting is far seeing!
He serves the longer trail, the greater good,
And from him, lessons take, the others should.
To know that to be half-time in the Now
Gives double breadth and width of sight, somehow!
So do not haste to put the other shoe on!
Half shod, be half-way here, like Gluon!
Think twice for every half-thought offered here!
And like a duck-dog, become twice the seer!

Rumbilicus Sunderus Anew III,
Broken Phrases from the Wholest Heart
Meagre and Degradation, ed.
Jonestown, Guiana, 1982