into rum sacrifice or vanished to ghetto negotiation or trying harder to efface his ghetto.
if but to fit some
dream if but ingratiated or better, if but a reality where adequacy is never
explained.
an uncut silence a rouge’s violin such passage into reeling uncertainty. to do as you, to partake of you, where we never speak to insecurity.
so needy for you, can’t find you, I suppose the world is busy with you. a claim in me to want such desire to imagine hands touch secure locations. our elephant eats portraits our snow is filthy as dedicated to reneging on its promise. our palms our wrongness, we never catch up, while houses are haunted by excellence: no time to resist, no time for remorse, while an avalanche is dicing—too redressed fretting nakedness where society has met pollution—a field painted black a sky raining blackness a white diamond painted turquoise-black; such arrangement such glorious wilderness to have thought of you differently; tugging relentlessly rebuilding dynasty where life is legendary; so sleepy lately so heavy lately as
mother’s day is coming. but sweet joy such rehearsals a daughter gave a chance to a heathen. so bled out so disruptive so uncaged. those years scraping bars those doors extra secure those anxieties at opening. while never safe never secure so managed in such a moment. to outgrow adoring you, in spite of beauty in behavior, to know you became such a human. by pith to break man by curtain to seduce man or by history to loathe man; by brooks to flow by creeks our rituals by woman to remain confused.
is it permanent? does it claim
exclusivity? are we acting like children? such furious foundations such
grappling with gnats or such happy depression. such a dissonant ambition such
tone, lies, or musicality; too content such schematic or pure, raging stigmata.
to have needed you to have wanted pain if but to touch some avenue racing with displeasures;
by gift in glass to realize steel while you became putty. our disorganized eyes
our dear departure if but to claim something edifies.
