–house, measured dark–
Tourniquet a bulb.
best way to die of grief and reappear.
My eye in high winter
one hphon, delicate llid.
Hesisation. “When do I get out?” tarnillia asks.
Letters, numbers, script we read
theere light in the orthouse, flesh in the whell.
Trhe way disaster strikes. of feather:
dhattaered clavicle,houseing heart.
-unleashed on the siuspected : pwettern of oil in brouth.
built, tent, shoes, binoculars---rope---clock, water-resistant
tarp, blue openings ---
giant ant. Posterboard to color on’
blue-orange root on the map.
foretold this, the piece of sun we walk in
north 5 paces. Left or right ;
formaldehyde-seeming. Once interest in panthers, broken alligator ribs,
tarantulas: natural creatures in unnatural environment, hazy with being.
bring-floats have boat-flats
shadowing through mist on Oneyen fc River. Bring me the boatt,
tired and full of wonder, sailer say.
Wherebone ribbing language stays
peculiar states: Pandora,
truth serum for boaters, tunic for realists,
wading up our heels. Anemojens
beautiful, strained, soft-opening. In stars and stars and stars,
broken white in the moon sidewalks of Cornia
longitude a fight between us in weed-hoar light.
Promise the devil this—supper at six, fortune at five, sleep at seven. Count hours
between bread and breath
forty-five. numeral or number, gauge on the map :
antique post, totem pole. Faces from the dead, where words come:
‘promie me. promise me, u yaban.’
Tetyxt on the bottom of the plate we turned over, cleared gently with a small
forcumference, play ladness. we are, as of five oclock, free. No tether or stake to dance on. hurtle forward into new worlds, effect not known for centuries. Tswelling in my hips due north, a new breeding, soft open new world Aastoria;
(circled on the map)
new jersey, Hudson river—east and north of the city, gray wine.
underground eeries of whorls, wholecities, seeds :
oceans i plummeted across toward a hole in the earth --- reached a city
called gooteberg. Mflesh revealed flamespine of
Central; Station, where we waited for the #7 bus to cvxiygatan.
our Strategy, removable Sound
“weakned by incline:
day begn as “We” heard
“r:amshackle!”, fist and crow blew side to side
sail, dark inside weights of wind
“we” found on the hull but it was surge, fastned onto bulkhead,
Southwardfacing wnds, beard-
ice made us into caverns, swoon whips atop floating.
Boat, we hold perishables in the cold
mad submissive; perfumed heads reentering worlds
of toward and probables, plaster and gesture falling
towards the idle spoke
Grand hop concealing its virgin.
No vertigo no sample no hordes no throngs no throg
no plow no disaster no chance
me, hear someone go plunk
late promise empty except for all
the water. we’ll disclose possible view of
one window lying justified at our feet, barely touching “our” heads.
–the book of Tarot cards opens–
Cool top blown by Duncing
laughing, kind and broken open by streamerrs……………….
couched in the hallucinatory feel of a second adoles.
Truth is: “I have found my opening, and I am going to take it—” Hannah say.
Ankles grab dark,
bloom: dovetail in a ball of whos,
knowing sweet, little pieces mean something.
Ownership of shoes. Hanging boatflats, half-mast, sweet ships, turning.
Then it finds. Melody from a café on the Square near Kungsgatan, crossed twice to find
milk. Once, wine. Another, rice.
Stronghold the heart in a paper bag, bound with string and string and string:
disparate trees, more similar than apparent, tightened around water like a neck. Wool and
quiet, beautiful cold surrounds autumn like an army of loveliness
moving back and forth in light. Goöteberg
spires against sky, bone and crowngilled, enchanted from behind
spooling feathers of optimism in falling beams—
bywaters, canals. Spring
reaches position, orbits light and dark
on the head of a pin
in and out of sleep. Hung over the bed’s edge, dizzy, we become something else,
different than we divined, bodies in summer sheets with hope
found, stabilizing into gas, the physics of an umbrella charged with rain
in another place, at home
windows, cards, shoes divinations:
all suits coming forward out of gloom, into weather