so many things i hear will now occur
recur in rhyme time often o’er again
repetatively in fact holding her
firm close ‘sthough ’tween target/esteemation
as my arrows splice those mid on target
they are made for my investigation
methinks there’s much more investigation
then is thought ‘’by yr philosophies
horatio’‘, i am hamlet still, alone
my circumstances other than the play
the play other no doubt than is history
is in fact different from other hams
for far more than my hams wrought i the role
nothing in fact but h’ eyes: mind; ditto
says plays play best/first on floors in h’ mind
and i am h’ choice of hamlet / i think
h’ directs many verssions of hamlet
many too are h’ female version poems
all linked to soul and self, autobio s
yet not about h’self h’, says, that…sex!
and i know ‘tis no way they’re about me
leaving an other or a projection
of whom h’/how creates who/to luv h’
how do i hamlet love ophelia?
how i hamlet love ophelia on stage,
= i luv her also otherly;
pre/post stage as well as her/my/our place
(place of course be where e’er we be)
sacred: secret: private: no one’s business?
how i love ophelia, she a mind thing?
since the play plays in h’ mind / so in mine?
‘tseems how i love’s how i am to be loved?
maybe so thinking so allow it thought?
someone i will so love to so love me?
i shall search players to act my hamlets
arrange them on chessboards like g. b. shaw
i will write my own plays instead / as well
i will take my steps / trace my love / walk on
as my arrows shoot/splice target my goal
let my love at least, as, persist to me
yes we will more than open sesame