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Heavy and autoviolent again My claws in my face scratching static white noise Why ever and over this place Tired worn lips layering supplications All unrealeyes cast down and burning I dreamed you came to me Patient and hoping til I screamed Moving pendulike towards One inevitability or another I shiver at my softness for sharp blades and Distant mountain tops My other of me hopes that the words stop coming That I might fade from mind enough To be guiltless, for one Yet I kne

Exhale, Slowly and complete Until you strain against the empty Lay abandon against my chest Awhile And feel The speeding beating drumming of my heart How all my rivers quicken I was made for this For you, I know No vow need be though I would give it if you asked It plays along the sinews of me ever If you prick me, I shall bleed Or kiss me, burn In falling catch or triumph laugh These are me as surely as my eyes By open see So be Please, and know There is no thorn or li

Silver shining crowns I, too, am time and again And always So full to breaking So in love That I must stretch towards the heavens Til split I fall down again into The endless ocean wonder Praying only that you pause and Swim a while with me

At the table somewhere nowhere special Excepting that its where I am with you and so it is Axis mundi I Am building you an idol From potato wedges, too cold now Its a cow I say Or better yet, an auroch And you humor me with gentle jabs and Eyes that roll in well worn grooves Its story time I ramble on About the Minoans and the primordial bull worshiping ancients Stealing fire haphazardly from half remembered bits of Archeomythology and children's stories Coyote at the gates

A thousand hands have passed Through days and days and days all Wrapped around swords and Cupped to faces Chiseling the marble that Becomes me My bones ache with the wait Of ages Of grief and love and Time Perhaps I strain so A stone desperate to be Flesh and blood and breathing What do I owe them except everything I am only what I choose to take? or Like the stars I love here distantly Am I fate Fleeting, spun Inevitably

It has been long and I have been Weeding, fingers neath my skin Pulling tender roots from my veins and raining. These planted in me Growing as they can My body cannot be a meadow without Flowers and things to eat And so I bury them Contra diction, I know, I don't understand Merely pray that they forgive me Their lives were mine and I Must pluck them Lest they spread like wildpyre

Half faeral on sweet drinks and Old wounds Late for me half dreaming Cross an empire falling, you say Everything and nothing playing Fast and loose with honesty and Dancing along fears and the promise of a dawn we only see clearly by moonlight Softly you muse About Odysseus destined for three rocks and A wine-dark tomb. I love you, I Sew it carefully between laughs and innuendo Daylight would dispel the truth Instead listening rapt to your heresy Your blasphemy of divine vi