Squint
and tell me you see something you don't
no objects but cloud-like
vespers of prayers
hanging above us
snagged on power lines.
Ahead of time you say,
'take an x ray
to be sure I'm not too damaged
for the monumental undertaking
of trusting.”
“Well, you seem fine to me.”
But what the fuck?
I'm in the business
of exchanging secrets
and figuring ways to re-define them
if need be: if there's an emergency.
Re-working things
including a wire-like sense
of direction
which scans the terrain with a giant feeler
and wraps itself around
swinging folds
to catapult us to mecca
Can't you just follow me, for lack of better things to do this afternoon?
I think, I'm better than most things.
Over-whelmed with the city-spell
that intoxicates us
with weekly gatherings
into something crystallized
sincere and momentary.
Time to find ourselves.
Pretty trite, after all.
finding in the act of disappearing
and the letting go
and the moving
and the returning
and the doing-it-again until I stop caring.
Somehow, we are between where we were and we will be. Together.
C buttoned up
Patience is the plea
seldom resourceful for the
nautilus swimming forehead first
with eyes closed
her trail a wheel spinning
gold glints
threads that bind in long strips
twisting from end to end
into larger threads
held between her teeth
she plans something geometric
The thing budding
grows in a hole
with no atmosphere
a hole stretched with every passage
a biting sense of placelessness:
aspiration
Day 14
Day fourteen of up-rooting.
Paying minimum of $8 a day for sustenance.
Sustenance makes harder the time it takes
to think on other things.
Sex on my break
seems like a secure plan
to unstuff the foamy froth
that envelops my efforts.
More sex more
awkward bodily fluids
and noises, sorry about those.
We are so connected
you and me
embarrassing how sticky and stuck
skin can be when its
fuck now
existential crisis?
Are you crying in front of me?
It's so simple.
Just stop.
Free up. Free it up. And down
clean it.
Ready for consumption.
Time it takes to think on other things.
