from Progeny
aside from
the coroner's
verdict, or the
slowdown windup
piracy of time
live on. live
skullnear and on
and live on.
now you are an
anemone one
rise a steeple.
a stone a spine
some
one
treading
no no
row fo e not era
is even
me ni p
is ton oh
as if you
could happen,
as if I could
photograph a
wish, hear the
space between
songs, as if the
cry fire fire fire
fire were a
mother calling
her child.
par
ne w caps
rif e
undress me, yes, so I might
present myself in the tearoom, the
when threatened, the fold my delicate
cameo on the folio.
frontispiece folded low.
cut on the bias or hitched
with a belt, full-legged lam�:
my fashioned throes
tagged stone, your signature, an echo of here�
before you can be anything, which I so much wish you would be�
a star a pardon a cat's paw quailing. each day rereading, a practice in speech, the
aftermath of tantrums. as arrival is broken
and strange is the window within, holler away our do-not-disturb quietude.
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