While
arguing, a tender excursion, or tender trauma: so agile, and such a thief, so
warm, and dying leafs: our shame-lake, our chain-sky, and destitute, and
ruined, and yearning different flesh: so accursed, or so accused, while wild
this theory concerning passion: our leaflets running, this poison, diamonds,
this urge so sick and debilitated: at cursed moons, at bloody suns, while
pondering this ruby all day: our monopolies, this dope-woman, this feudal
outlaw: so indebted, after something cruel, while claiming Jesus’ Laws: our
brains gutted, this pyre flaming, this Hindu leaping: to fathom Princess, this
interior maniac, to have for history—those cuts, those gardens, at drops, at
cliffs, therein, so psycho-deliberate: if but to die, our eyes ate flesh, some
terrific, excitable, dynamic, even suicidal maniac: thitherto, this calm death,
this losing mania, while cool enough to sentence a feeling: those bars sliced,
this tattoo defaced, this million dollar lie: at drifts, at dogwood, or so
silent air becomes angry: such beastly entitlements, at Brentwood singing, this
drape in terror: to die for some, to need for life, while needless to forgive:
for Love is trillions, even a demon, so angelic we stare: this finer line, this
razor pain, at Love adored and galvanic—so cold, so enlightened, where passion
converted seduces stars.
It
becomes easy, even evil, if but to worship something new: this fool with
behavior, this midnight with fever, while we adore something feeling existence:
our blank diamonds, our black excuses, our white lies: so terror, so venial, so
at length, gutted, and staring at fiction: this believable world, this seduced
friction, while animalistic enough to bleed: such red vines, such black
licorice, or sugar enveloped in cedarchests: to hurt and die, to live and
revive, at portraits re-drawing our first date: this flippant feeling, this new
arrival, at something damn near illegal: such art and havoc, such impasse and
traffic, to zero out something so dear: our silent minds, this rage swimming,
at something delivered from tyranny: to behave as gentlemen, or ladies as queens,
while so bestial with particular persons: this feud in tetras, this billion
dollar mistake, while it hurt so good we grew: at rakes and leaves, at snow and
monkeys, or summer so filled by important gnats: hitherto, this soft
impression, this woman too steep, by far as fire a scar this creeping into
mid-breaks: as cursed and gunning, this flint to adoration, this film too
indebted to climb: our minds leaving, our bodies demanding, our terror so calm
and affectionate.
