MONTHS OR DAYS OR HOURS

lost year we // sharpened our
mole claws // blundered, blind,
out under // that sometimes sun

sometimes cloud // mostly empty,
always unrepentant // our mouths gone,
whispered off // somewhere else, some

where better // to turn our backs
out, sit & unsit // dreaming of empty
halls as lonely as // Heorot, unmonstered

unfeasted, unsung // unpeopled & battered,
all our solipsistic // voices, unmoored from
any true mouth // screaming, coughing

HERE IS OUR LONG FOREVER //
IT UNMAKES US SO VERY WELL

elbows knocking // shall we dance
away to that always // dimming dusk
what use are tongues // if we cannot taste

what use our tongues // if we shout
as loud without // our teeth still true,
our bite as feral // our hunger grown

sup with us // this break fast on
our own lungs // our own tongues,
sink your jaws // wholly separate

from any face // ‘nto your neighbors
heart, we are // so discrete, our
meal we made // the reservation

we have finally kept.

BEHOLDEN

BEHOLDEN

your self

narration chains

us to drowned

hours, some

sun sets

:;:

but it was

never ours.

LOWERING

LOWERING

let the sun plod,

each day we take

our handful of

earth to swallow,

grit-throated, as

the topography

demands.

VIRGIN GEOGRAPHY

VIRGIN GEOGRAPHY

and the flat surfaces slip away

each expedition was a failure,

everything too new was all that

was found. the stars beguiled

and lost us, the snows washed

away the sun, while shelves of

ice slunk past you into the cool,

disinterested sea—what you found,

you found: nine armed starfish,

orange as a discarded peel, a coin

as leaden as the slumbering clouds,

the wind spoke to your lungs, that

stole each breath we made.

CONVERSE

CONVERSE

not comparable.

listen psioriatic

muffle bye

:;:

unsummary, small—

er, silvered, a

crescent sliver

slicing the

night taken

back to the day,

forced into sun—

lightshriveled,

bye the bye / no

bye the bye

satiation demanded,

despite the tongues

swelling