—so
many wayside cameras, so touched, to die feeling goodness; those locks with
shadows, such umbrage & forgiveness, where something is pinching. at granny
such cries at pa such deaths while nothing has changed. we
get
better, we become imperceptible, while appearing to ourselves: this allergenic,
to sweet perfumes, while his skin is dungeon dust;
an
unborn spirit has selected its mother where angels are asking questions;
but
a missing man—adoring his jaguar, such mud those sins—
I chase
ideas I vacuum this soul while knee to pain; but a sketch to outbreed his
breaths, unlucky or blessed that pace; those fears but figments those diamonds
but dreams at wharfs waiting.
aside a wilder
prose, a leopard by metaphor, but rearranging spots; a swan or lapwing or
dessert with anguish roaming this pitiful condition; such snow un-churned
such oils flaming while a man becomes torque.
volcanic
cigars,
an icy forest, or a trail
of
watsonias—such terrible rain, the alleys are flooding,
upon
a dead existence; such determined urgency so lost those clouds while climate is
foggy.
I was transfixed
or transposing at terrific executions. I died and leaped where souls giggle by
clown faces; such anthem persistence, while a person is delirious, if but
something—a god-damn guarantee!
It bubbles
up, as fierce illusion, where every damn conversation is abstract!
There’s
nothing viable, but kinetic sockets, while Love touched a violet.
so many skies, as
to imagine, this glue keeping its course; by cadenza or gate or fire by water
into a sullen star; as bane snuck a peek & noticed closure as to erupt
& break silence—this curse we adore, this skin we learn, or this concrete
we evade.
boots
or
nakedness, running or churning, at something—it doesn’t make music;
but
arriving slowly, or repainting values, where even Jesus was angry;
a
ghetto mural or a ghetto wall where a child won death;
such
aesthetics
or
years studying beauty, so close he lost sanity;
indeed,
blackness is a genre, where pianos play softly, while we attempt a loyal duet;
those letters, as they form structure, where cultures concretize literature.
