Bird song
Dandelion
Flowers and a pert wind
Told me it was eostre morning –
Nothing
Else told
Me – and moved me to visit the
Woods to understand how
I knew it, how
That works
Ostara
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summers
pass, difficult
to hear, since sound waves slow
through sweet actuals, through
the tangible trees. summers come
slowly,
come soon:
hear those there-flowers opening
on extended days; smell
the qualia
grass grow
The Kitchen
Heaven
Smells like bacon
Cooking in the morning
Scrumptious whiffs of fatty bacon
And in
Hell, well
People smell a lot like bacon
When their fat is cooking
So Hell smells like
Bacon
“focus on your breathing for a second”
wound up
in the present
tense – following my air –
with all this awareness my brain
can watch
my breath
my molecules – all mine – until
a fresh, wet present tense
murders the last
then dies
beneath
the fresh, wet grasp
of a new present tense –
when i try to control my breath
i tense
my brain
wound up as if i were a watch
then, without awareness,
my body breathes
for me
9b:
a metal door
that locks from the inside,
and keeps your furniture, guards your
goldfish:
a door
that glows red because it is red
and only lets you leave
if your key is
inside
moonset
midnights
spent committing
moon shapes to memory,
rehearsing the nicknames of lovers,
losing
the feel,
and imagining a laying
on of hands. midnights gone
the way of all
language
scissors
a death
god looks me up
using the internet,
but divine distraction attracts
its gaze
toward
more grisly matters in the east.
encoded in the web,
my fate between
scissors
blood god
on nights
when i let a
spider live, on nights when
i take it outside in a glass:
shivers
and days
when i stamp a spider under
shoe, on those days when i
stop life dead flat:
relief
honey
lucent
nicotine dreams,
(the wasp, too, pollinates)
and under honeycombed bridges
i swim,
reflect
upon a moonbeam during day,
and wake only to your
kiss: soft as an
egg yolk
minotaur
in my
mind is a maze.
and in that maze is a
minotaur. and in his mind is
a maze.
and in
that maze is a bad minotaur.
and inside his mind is
the color white.
just white.
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