'o boy . . .
the pipes, the pipes
are calling;
and i'll be
in sunshine
or in shadow;
i am dead,
as i may well be.'
god is my judge,
gingerly finishing touches
on a cherry pinocchio.
wink.
in the slammer
for twenty-five years . . .
an inversion
of dominant civil-
i
-zation. or,
a reflect
-i-
on.
invisible
man,
easily
mistaken
for zero—
once, twice,
three times . . .
feeling,
falling,
filling
a hole
the hollow of
your primordial zoo; pacing
up & down in the cage;
beating off a soft chest.
-suede smooth;
cool handed, warm hearted;
blood
on jean cocteau's
miraculous tub of mercury,
'the descent in oneself is a way of holding
to that mechanism of dreaming, without sleeping; using a crooked candle, which mysteriously may be blown out as it's carried about in the night of the human body.'
locked, with
negative defenses.
it flutters, is caught
in a structured tangle.
spider/
red sip.
incest
insect;
not cricket, but
—all things great,
or small, being equal—
your crimson, scar-
let, underbelly of a mother.
the coming
menstruation;
release . . .
hemorrhage.
unwashed brother
dark inside the white;
telephone calls held.
numbers
on the double
-helix of some malcolm x timeline:
with years against him, his
sentences were commuted
to six, in prison.
the 12 years,
7 months after
of revolution, and
transubstantiation.
transmogrify . . .
water turns to wine.
franciscan nightshade;
do bed, st. hook, repent.
pity
the appealing
kid. id, please;
whitman as a vampire.
porfiria.
pair of i.
your sonar in foggy oxygen . . .
sound is loud, with rag ears on;
striking a match
& flicking cigarettes.