
Guilt sounds just like gilt.
Take out the 'you'.
Staring at my dictionary
not looking in it;
I was in bed at the time
looking at it sideways
on a far-away table
with the light hitting it just right
so that the gold pages, closed,
resembled without my glasses on
a notched gold bar within
a beaten leather binding.
I knew there was a profundity there
somewhere;
those words all at my disposal.