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who is it that
you dream of?
is it me
with the knife in your back;
do you see me
the woman with
a wolf jaw
cut slack in a growl?
do i pounce you?
do you defeat me
with the knife
i gave you?
and i wonder the sound
of me when you
finally put your demon
to rest
--
she is a venus
(her body cut from
the ivory tusk with hips
like that of a valley,
breasts shaped as
two moons caught in
her breath)
and i am the trap
she slips into.
i cut her head
into a loop land wear
her round my neck
like lace.
Literature
Subside
Listen, there is snow
in the mountains and
rain in the valleys.
You can hear it from here,
everything rolling over
into sleep.
It all
wets down.
I pace the room
like an atom
in an atom bomb
but really, it's all gone
a little mossy
the way a gun looks
in the forest
one hundred years after.
Literature
Zemi
Things having to be returned to their transparency:
i.
/ green mist-earth / knit
atmosphere / fathomless
blue-lavender / lights
spun out from light
ii.
are recalcitrance / and you
are convergence
& - a fingernail of summer
- a melting of rain
- a crown of flowers
- a priest of sunsets
(beautiful? I love you, because. Zemi.
Zemi. are you beautiful because I love
you? Zemi? )
iii.
I imagine this is what it's like to breathe sea foam
over the Cliffs of Moher: hydration. absolution.
Literature
evolution poem
but I believe to seek unbecoming
is more cultivated than stretching
out the leaky fibers of a semi-
circular self-image until they
spiral into uncontrollable
forests, cauterizing eyelids;
yes, unbecoming,
like picking bones out
of a salmon's chest.
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