Wiry
issues or disobedient dice or cotton feelings; such erasers so melodramatic an
adolescent running through sugarcane. (She eloped by wisdom brand
new eyes brand new fire.) The church-house, the
nets, such furious religiosity. but
seals on suede but tired it’s so steady while
strewing and not reaping; to loosen swords
to reknit venom after the cosmic ardor. I
have fevers or feelings while
classified; to remember clearly to think of one as protagonist while too unraveled
by perception; so
flustered or too balanced while it’s amazing what they listen to: sidereal
avalanches or deed denigration while most feel empty; this swearword this
seaweed while losing
something; a man made dullness through too much activity while this is classification;
such potent mandrakes or a mélange of pills or death so opposite it lives; reaper concentration or pure music while
leaping and cursing and losing wire; by
serpent lust, forced to hate naturality, while disbelieving those fierce scrolls;
this country
liquid this gunning moon, while eating snowballs. Our first sermon our virgin memories if but to destroy by church-bells;
a palm of fireflies a totem pole laughing where it’s either this or
that; while thunderclaps blue haven or
sunrays our nun’s orientation.
…harpooned
whales these soulquake lines to become something while confused; these hells
where one is systematic if but to wreck hemispheres; this synaptic house or
this neuro-mountain while a little here and a little there will definitely fukk
us! …so barefaced as
purely disgusted to imagine life as deliberate; indeed,
a child’s inheritance, a mother’s illness, and one that needs to perpetuate
those smoldering fields; to
utter songbird concern so fulgent it screams at absolute construction; but a
man by determination or agitation becoming attraction where one is plaid by
disgrace.
