…from
the existential to the human condition to furious religiosity….
those
caves such syrup while we develop to slow pace; a mask for us an invisible hand
for existence or defined and losing culture
by flesh
to die by spirit if belief by dungeon if God
we
knot we knead we sit
such
total fire sure to re-die or too familiar with intuition the graves are potent the elixir for faith while we mourn our
society
by
love to account for behavior or pictures such vice to grip a snail’s neck
our
cattle as stamped while touching destruction or bright brilliant bracts
pure
aluminum those days at war while defeated, left behind, or groveling the last gnat if needed we frown
while running out of deflectors mirrors
bleeding glass, tentacles gasping venom, while one sits waiting by life
come
and eat with me I’ll feed you
cacti I’ll pray for manna
such
deep force such readiness with words or such reverence for dead souls
by
autonomy or slavery or absence made presence to exist in turmoil to placate
monsters or so hurt we apologize disintegration
or mines our lands by murders our reasons our Republic
a
palm of silt a silken spigot the faucet racing waves the ghost at tragedy the
mail so late
soft
discomfort or a discriminatory lesbian or color despises its reflection so
much to bleach while rupturing tomatoes into mischief, black art, or fumbling
to define pulsation
those
tender for you and only us those lies “I
knew you’d leave I knew you’d
hate me so for us I kept it secret”
true
love by landmark truer passion
by repentance the entire
clergy pain alms
unborn
or reborn so included by misery so touched by beauty the grays are drawn the curtains are open the veil is under
the bed as forever your scream
while knowing it irks so more to doing it
by nautical
winds by brooch and snug while I can never believe in you such raw dislike such self-imposed
antipathy for one has not been good
