Palinode 25

       (re-done   re done)

I miss you when I wash
dishes The palate ceramic
awaits the taste of foam The moon
beautiful using
the word makes it more
meaningful I am
haggling with what I am
afraid of Is this
a journal or a letter We are not (all)
IN IT
together but take me
I am here and my ears are open


I miss you when I wash
dishes My mind can
only open to
that Place
leave me I want to be
inside my complete
self We do all things
together even
when you don’t realize it and I
don’t too but being there
we are both there somehow
I feel it Too big to die
These many hands do so

Palinode 24

Brackish oyster, you’re on a half            shell, broken sun.

                            I am a fraud.           & say, all assemblage

                            DOES NOT MAKE              language--

Appendage, bleed colorfully.

I CAN SEE YOU ALL.

We’re all IN IT together.

ASSEMBLE

(Adult)

In the letter talk

Your appreciation of the house

Roof enough

And from your head you pulled the god of wisdom & war

(Baby)

Being remarkable

Your yellow jacket reasoning

(Mother)

                    Your tail, my head

(of)

off of an animal or

choose safe slaughter,

(Lamb)

pumpernickel surprise!

Books kill spiders
quick and painless. Many
are making kamikazi
missions and at 6am I
will be meditating and trying
not to
imagine them.

Then: When IS the lunar eclipse? How come I never KNOW these things?


      And when the sun rises?                        Will I sleep in this chair?

(infinite)

(offering)

(hovering )

(take me up.)

Palinode 23

You muscles are suddenly not there. There is nothing to make your body protected from its body-ness, its bold sex.

Bold bone

You know how to act like a human in the bathroom

Too public

The world rankles-narks&nettles/ makes bitter /worsens
Or does it it-s-rapture-of-the-deep

around you all assemblage make-s-language                         maybe


On submission tracks, leaking to

every location, not scrupulous, not trying to carve a particular path

Into the baby’s breath many of the worlds already used will reinvent
themselves, I have been one of them. Why are you so
silent, self?

Hellos too. Much of the same things we say we do when we won’t do them, but that’s just the way people are at it, at the arched fabric, your wedding, your promenade.

Palinode 22.5

we do speak too much                    too much hello

muffled air                     vents

WANT to pick up stuff walk out WANT to be outside hating outside

DAY SIX SAY

:

Take us apart.  Us from our bodies.  Us, our bodies.


I try not to {pause} you people.


Your muscles are suddenly there.


where the place is /or/ where the place is

I don’t care, we are coeval & endure the same seam.

Those are the corners and those are
the chairs that go in the corners I don’t
wait for them I am bored by them why
are there so many why do they flock like stupid birds

You think You know what You look like

Then tell me

Or god

Please flood it all again

Tell them what I see ahead:

We are only buying

It is all we do

We are making munching sounds

Coins in pockets--

Buy it, be it yours trade it like an ivory horn, sound it, your silly oliphant.

We are happy over here.

it is

happening, coming back, just wait. watch a movie or something.