uncalmed
psychic titan,
cortices roiling hot
burning up borrowed confidence
stomping
demon
(psychic tapeworm
(clipping carrion wyrm
(not to be requires fatal dark
(device))))
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waiting
in a room made
of paintings for the news
that day soon breaks to spill but not
on her
my bed
wakes unslept-in
thoughts crept in, unwelcome:
a dank stable of night horses
chewing
every
sand grain a cell:
little hourglass full
of malignancy: ill tidings:
half full
unchurched,
i want to leave
behind red stainedglass blood-
light and discover the wilder
tree thorns
your eyes
impossibly
blue me like two daymoons
in a dream you wove with a glow
needle
(the pith
of which makes a little dream box
you can prick with a wish
and say goodbye
to blue)
Nothing can eat my mother
With the sublime protection
Of my knightly ritual
I make a sign of circles
To trace the sign of the star
(Nix comprises the phoenix)
And through son, mother saves self
yang-yin
life’s a half-crazed, wildeyed thriveling
her pupils tremble and dilate
in a dream she seems
to walk along the cornstalks
eating ryebread
she thumbs seeds
into the sand
.
death’s a half-sane, disconnection spanning
his non-claws don’t click,
constantly cleaving
he saunters along the concrete
with a smile but no plan
eats nothing and drags
life by the hair
suspent
greenhouse mist, hang
brainways, multiply light,
trillionate the rainbow, promise
growth will
x
give me
ten more minutes
to see that small cloud pass –
give me ten more years to kiss
goodbye
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