My line hold fast and do not break
with drawing life from the cold sea.
I do this for my hunger's sake.
And when I climb the cliff to wake
from hounds of the night pursuing me,
my line hold fast and do not break.
Forget me, Love, and never shake
with grief at infidelity;
I do this for my hunger's sake.
In this and many a poem I make
to sound my dark identity,
my line hold fast and do not break.
Strange food for thought - why man would take
his rest beneath a hanging-tree!
-I do this for my hunger's sake.
Forgive me, Life, the famished ache
to swing across eternity-
my line hold fast and do not break-
I do this for my hunger's sake.
