I
rethought you, this incredible symbol, this enclave of catastrophes: this blue
blade, this red pirate, our sensational mayflies: as fools driven, this
ambitious life, this cubed existence: our warm dichotomies, our red-herrings, this
dribbling maniac: our pounds to lifts, this wretched position, this winning
schleprock—as mortal consistencies, or deranged brains, as to forward this
failing affliction: this cut she gave, this splayed episode, this carrying
inverted by hatred: our forests ants, our dejected mice, if but this world by
cartoons. I rethought you, this wellic sage, this scudding and wafting
if but by passions: this field of marigolds, this primate instinct, this woman
too evolved for closure: our burgundy gins, our peaches with grapes, this rare
derriere—as men confused, thrust for dear life, when snails are required:
indeed to proclivities, listed as mystics, this silent battle with The Feds: our broken ceilings, this
slight hole, to rooftop existence: as blasted souls, this occasional gas, this
fire pistol exploding sentiments: our days to perfect, this inner curly-temple,
or this buggy infatuation. I tore
through silence, this gut ruptured, our parents returned: as concerned deeply,
this ethereal light, to sever with calamity: as relic firebrand, or melded
membranes, while to feel a person’s concentration: this rare soul, this kindred
soul, this perfect incision: our scalpels resistant, this woman his alibi, this
person shifting for such deception: our guts ruined, this gelid tadpole, this
wizard warlock, [this tinge towards kissing this incredible liar]: as deep augury,
or immortal legends, or sanctimonious alchemies: this fool at graves, pleading
spirits, and strewing our cemeteries: to conjure ghosts, as first ingestion, to
shoot by evil this godly blessing: our spellic runes, this haywire catastrophe,
this ten year war: our black art, our feelings bleeding, our sureness
concerning uncertain truths!
…winds
are howling, this sweet anthem, this graduation: our dearest pressures, our
Pork Skins, this religious suggestibility: our dewey-eyes, our dreamy sin, this
billow waving into ladybugs: our sand-crabs, this frantic nonphysical bleeding,
this pensive agitation: our groomed women, our palatial fountains, this mother
songbird: this curious hummingbird, this restless home-palaver, this mystic
pulling with resistance: this yogic unordinary, this inner mistake, this curse
forbidden full disclosure—as men dying, our women as armies, this pull too
sullen for disclosure: this sprite spirit, this zealous sentience, or arms to
graves this incredible life-vest: where Love is remarkable, akin to fairytales,
this robust combustion: as living undone, to have this friend, to lose with
venom this mountain-storm: our soulquakes, this kiss by darkness, this light
permeating said un-lighted-ness: if but by kismet, this limpid exposure, if but
to arrange this hidden life: as free from islands, and free from persons, this
clock ticking at our rhythm….
I
rethought you, this blackened swan, this immortal quadroon: as enflamed
mischief, this song as restless, this breath as cursed: this generation, this
Aunt to brains, this field of Episcopalians: our fulgent mystics, our fulgent
allies, or this feeling that slipped into oblivion: as pure familial, this
chiseled texture, while thoughts visit this impossible reality: our flagrant
essence, our brains to hooks, or our suppressed passions: as fully throttled,
this mystic maniac, to feel with time this losing battle: moreover, a scar,
this fiery conglomerate, this assuaged but active infatuation: as dreamt a
soul, if but for elations, if but to feel sexy for Love: this faucet of dreams,
this pouring into existence, this numbing sensitivity: our sodden bones, or
blinking sensations, or this edge wherever your name in mentioned: this fabric
mystic, this inner Jehovah, this language as offensive to myriads: this
scientific, this revel with love, as aglow with serious repercussions!
