scorpion fever, the desert chase,
the arid atmosphere: to love as friends, to retreat as lovers, to chisel time
with images.
the rising house, bowls with
sacredity and rice, sitting in a room, made empty, sorting through memorabilia.
prime memories, inescapable needs, ministering to wounds.
the arm is reaching, the soul is
preaching, bodies are filled with flame.
limbs flailing, the arch of the
belly, many familiar ghosts.
to beg for fidelities, to plead for
insouciance, wondering about chains and ink.
antelopes in the country, impalas
watching, leopards filled with appetite.
the cinema attraction, the ache of
the spirit, upon an act of contrition.
tattooed scars, tears, flesh, the inclusive
guillotine: puma jaws, tawny-brown abrasions, life stippled on the synaptic gap.
grazing deer, herbivores, deeper
intensities.
the rebuked sadness, the crawling
soul, the sages ministering.
reading a poem by Blake, looking at
episodes, repeats and emotions.
mutual combat, renegotiations, the
race is love.
