those
melodies so somber such richness as I write to invisibility—where lakes are
held if not for ransom so polite so damaged while I need normality. —for Love
stands she whistles she laughs with emptiness; so much darkness so little glee
where churns are hectic turns; by avalanche or tarmac or days running to pain—to
assert happiness to adore our souls but a man is so ancient; as coming to ages
such music or chairs while mother broke his table. so remarkable so threshed at
a stranger’s piano. our bottomless misery at whales carrying backpacks so
fraught with ugliness; such thrill to curse in cursive or throttle in terror
while angry as alligators. so full of monsters or conversing with psychs while
we chime our deductions—those numbing dangers those tolerant feelings if to
understand there’s a normal for normality. our shy conclusions our disregarded
evidence while writing is by scrutiny. as parasites wiggle or centipedes giggle
or humans make discussions: so seated or uninterested or a difficult time doing
myself justice—where one is professional or another is mirrors while neither
person has met its cobra. such water colors or weaving cousins while a woman prayed
for twelve years. our patience while I scream in a demanding voice: so Elijah
or dreams or an unbeliever facing her miracle. I groped walls I gripped winds I
flooded fire—as such earth to realize something keen: a sad song needs our
temperament—
an imaginary
hatchet a piece of firewood or scraping rocks for a flame. so low at times. we
give it a name. while so ubiquitous it might be normal. but we need joy or
similarity so familiar with our disgruntle gusts. those skies so terrific or so
we gander while it seems life has an agenda: so unlit or finding justice where
a chemical is for delight. our maze filled with maize flowers or deep-sea
jellies; such fang tooth roses or obliterated normality where disjunct in
normal but we say we are normal. such a desperate begging. where life is
wrinkled. as we desire a space for ourselves: something esteemed, while pain is
spread-out, & might be normal!
