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I pace breaths, those miracles blurry, as cut an illogical disclosure: our mothers chugging, our sights craning, this neurologist with life to measure: our broken lamps, this symbol to lights, as mercy runs through angst: wherewith, this terrible vengeance, our plates too heavy, our meals becoming poison: this precious ant, this mayfly disaster, this pirate soaring while laughing—as father churns, to awaken in minutes, our sisters terrified: thereby, ecstatic, our brother’s trepidation, this man content with isolation…this rich anomaly, those tortured brains, this chuckle as nervousness: our heckled flights, this kite failing, our entourage debating sanities—as plural for vices, this woman so high, as charged through phallic behavior—to die with violence, this deafness to reason, accustomed to a treasury of ass lickers—while provoked at realization, to curry deception, where monsters take horrible offenses.  I laugh to live, where hyenas roam churches, as bathed in pure venom: this face pacing, as distinguished through ghosts, to whistle as returned this soul benighted: those buildings toppling, this love retracted, while beauty is steady by ages: herewith, this Garnier frenzy, this Aveeno miracle, our plights to Sephora—if but plain, lusting for passions, if but a bite those fitting jeans.  I must retreat, for wives are heavy, peering for disgusted: our mornings to brunches, our evenings to hot baths, our nights to tender inventions: this miracle woman, this career savant, as cagey a feeling while nursing our infants: hereto, this claim to life, those shackles as gorgeous instruments, where hubby purchased a mother’s Lexus: this armed symbol, those talkative pillows, this sight to tears debating honesties—as lovely credulities, or nightmarish sacrifices, at totems debating our sequences…that rivaled smile, those toned arms, this ability to electrocute: that sudden creak, those loud laughs, our children destroying our kitchens.  I tear to drift, as but a watcher, caught at seconds fiddling through psalms: this Jewish legacy, our Israel in bunches, this Arabic discourse—while entrenched in chaos, depicted as Father’s feelings, hunched in corners tipsy with grenades…that man sleeping, this woman teasing, our arenas to behead a virgin: as reeling psychoses, or emotional psychics, reading through Exodus…those inner allegories, this penchant by faith, our anniversaries dictated…this blood to posts, this hovering intimacy, this tender genocide…while perfect as persons, resistant but to likeness, while decorating our human fathers: that soul traipsing, while Isaac wearies, to feel with fear this rising sword: as witnessed by miracle, this blurry discourse, fueled for faith a father of Islam. (I spark a clove, staring at consistencies, realized as one a bit shady: that trenchant friendship, as meant so little, while one specialized at false deception: to come to lights, as never beguiled, as becoming this hell by existence: our bellies chuckling, our souls dying, our brains pushing towards Zion: this holy carnage, this velvet disciple, our years to Adullam: if but his heart, this lyre as goodness, this inheritance as treacherous: that plethora of intakes, this exhaling to vomit, our lungs to blurry captivities—where babies wrestle, this tiny cub, our prince according to time: this ten years to age, this chimpanzee running, our bones to treasuries in Africa—as mere men, or outstanding women, while tyranny runs amuck).  I release Us—those talkative footprints, this scab leaking its substance: to embrace with fervor, this upper existence, where souls court heavily upon earth: this state of minds, this godlike reasoning, this becoming unto that essence I have courted: this Shakespeare mentality, this mid-ocean reality, those sharks to brains—as more this life, this allergic contagion, so embedded as but to scream: that pushy professor, that passive deacon, this perfect addict: our eyes to sentences, our souls to religiosity, this feeling becoming abhorrent…but mercy to glories, as glories to mercies, this film recorded before a live audience.