ABERKEINESPURVONDIR

ABERKEINESPURVONDIR

ravenously

unslaked,

we slink,

jaws agape,

to that still

bare

table.

NAR CIS US [from the vault]

NAR CIS US

every thing is
a mirror (if
you polish enough)

even your hands
cupp'd and fill'd
with water held

still will show
your only love.
your only face.

“SOMETIMES I THINK I HAVE THE DREAMS CONTINOUSLY EVERY MINUTE OF THE DAY, PERHAPS WE ALL DO...”

“SOMETIMES I THINK I HAVE THE DREAMS CONTINOUSLY EVERY MINUTE OF THE DAY, PERHAPS WE ALL DO...”

time is a slumber

drowsily devouring

each day

collecting along the

webbed cracks of

an empty—you know

what belongs here,

if you don't, your

spinal fluid still

does.