heart
keep beating,
an inner centipede, a ruby caterpillar; men crawling, affected, neatly ruined, defenses
protecting something ruthless. the critical professor, the reaching
musicologist, the psych uncutting a wound: arriving in memories, distorted in pictures,
blackness moving in sequences. cold liquor, banished brains, addict feelings,
alive in a person’s cadence. seated inside, afloat a potent spell, arms
reaching for something inverted. laughing
without voices, spatial for alert, at signs and symbols; the muddy river, the
clamping lights, distorted music; intimate silence, Morningstar’s mother, songs
disappearing into the winds—mystic juice, mythic Sia, souls longing for magic. the
fallen theologian, the manic poet, the seer behind the ink. overseer madness,
the kiss, if all are flying, the snail speaking linguistics; frozen concrete, seeping
souls, the aesthetic rose, bleeding from pressure; sawing into silence, blending
daiquiris, attempting to omit critical tragedies: moons deigning, the sun rising,
ever we perish into tomorrow’s prophecy. I flew into the pulse. I ate a mantis.
I became a shaman. much a languishing dream, minds are hectic, touch is supported.
sweet rushing sensations, guilty instincts, wretchedness, soulmates, beauty, easygoingness,
more of the confined freedoms.
