an
even chakra neither high nor low while flowing into swamps — by fierce deaths
by deep darkness such sweet inversion. I bit bait into drama shedding a suit;
wilderness cities or Capitol riots if but to address ours like privilege — a
common fact an unnecessary point while Jesus is phoning. upon a xylophone into
a cherry patch such nectar for disapproval: a feared man is a lonely man where
a loved man becomes his loneliness. shall I interfere or intervene or
interrupt? such beige bleeding such false lovers where beauty is mindful. I
juggle javelins such irate justice to jog or jolt where jasmine wafts. to
invent closure to secure a brilliant gaze or to face a mirror and vomit.
surefire vexation such running voltage we must acknowledge villains. by
kneeling we rise by soul we jazz into blues unto a carnival. to launch a lesson
or do it by mediocrity so measured by behavior. so deprived so indecent while
demanding surefire privilege. too underhanded such underbrush our world is one
long underground. “It doesn’t go that way. We must be careful. While awaiting
something horrific”: some polished insurrection, some heathen hounds, such
markings on our Capitol. as knotted citizens or knitted chaos, such knocking on
chambers — those white dice those black rivers such a need for turquoise skies
— to die forever to perish an eternity while we negotiate freedom. so much
overflowing angst, as we owe you justice into a pail of existence.
