Painting has gone out of your life
and you create accidental
sculpture out of tissues, and
before it is lost or
tossed by accident,
or so you say,
you propose to do
tissue sculpture.

I read to you
from the blind Borges,
from Rinpoches we
have known and from
warrior-writers you
settled in with,
crowded on the couch
in their torn bindings
with you.