<tate's "absences" part 3> 2006-08-16.2:32 p.m. 3. of "Absences" James Tate The eye wants to sleep but the head is no mattress. I break the railroad in two. All the terrifying endless chaotic detail, worthless narcoleptic wombats. A dirty comb in the house of the recently deceased. No wound there, what is it then? We are doing what we should in the barbershop cortege, a great deal of boring & irrelevant information. His age is not known. back /& forth /& frosting names are often sad