by
sluggish horse-drive by leaping willow by deep wrenching uneasiness. by buffalo
hunting if galloping an inner rhythm so native to our curse. by heaving heart
as racing to evaporate, I appear as a shadow. over sugarberries to admit rain
such leaves speaking where music can’t enter. I have died. I’m long into
memories. I return as a deer. so hunted so mutilated I return as a cheetah.
panting in savannahs or swift on some animal while lioness watch fiercely. a
meal taken a roar as it reverberates, I run clearing terrain such wheezing
winds – by flute, so seduced, a jaguar watched a leopard. life is different by
humans we assist in deliberation we delineate our magic; like pure non-sentience
while conscious where a wild man speaks falderal. chemic atmosphere unrehearsed
survival as it rises it flits. by paramour those endless escapes a man rummaged
a snake cave. obviously nowhere, as maybe subliminal, or a sentence strikes its
chord; most difficult silence or years unspoken because Jenny is a good sheep.
such regurgitated nonsense where a person fixes something remaining broken, for
it can never be fixed; so tenacious so ignorant while we must listen or
negotiate or pacify – those dark, repulsive claims, those insidious filthy
debates, while one asks, “Are we serious with this shit?”
a
phantom swooping fastly if to catch a rising sin – those winds in guts I fly in
huffs so arranged to die one day – sheer satisfaction or sheer disappointment so
long into divisions.
a
shark is on the couch a beast is in the room a tigress is aside a settee. a
girl braids hair she talks and cooks she multitasks.
a
boy, like 13, is rolling a cigarette. he laughs for no reason. he has a hidden
ego. or his superego is haywire.
a
cat sits atop a table a dog is growling a mother tells him to shut the hell up.
but I dream like if awakened by ghouls or omens or cherubs.
