I
destroyed normality I screamed into ether I begged Jesus. such tears as floored
to write to gain a space. thus bleeding such blood while blue shivers touched
sky-posts. an angry daughter. it wasn’t that page. while a diary is burning
fury. those maps his guts to knees dear Beggar! so close to others so palace a
night-scare where mother just hugged Elijah. (to break grit free, those purgatories,
while I read until it ached. so cursed this family such remorse this family
where we know too much to taste death. sure to unbalance sure to reunite or
permanent a man’s failures.) I met a woman into a fortress where radios were
blaring. such antennae so furious while omniscience appeared too much.
—for
such power where it’s bleeped up why oh why into something so hand’s
off? by deity or determinism where a mother watches a mutilated child. so lost
these days. such truth those grays. at dungeons or caves while a man ponders
his psych. if but more unraveled or underbrush with language where a maniac was
just scalpel’d. (I caramel a vision but Love is porcelain while ivory is said
holy—a blank face a featured brilliance while a daughter is too much); to have
felt intensely or to lose his soul so broken into a dozen whistles: as never to
intrude such dear illusion while I need one to alleviate torture: those freezer
eyes, such my mind-child, while adoring you I feel so closer to mother: but a
demented inclination but unempirical science while a psych might take a second
listen: those ears as feared into a portal to have adored more than I could.
