Five on a Terror
1.
It is
now—
it is a
gray lunch’s wend—
Believe me then—
I’m more I’d—
blend—
2.
It’s you my no
my ah
my never of breath
my speech my crumb
my heft my stop
my la—
3.
You friend—you heat—
how
endless be the balance tho
we offer all fat
or ask every
vagary to mend—
4.
Herz—
words burn me tonight
in my still stupid shade—
Unstaid awe—be silent—speak
only with the blood-eyed fade—
5.
Or
pass—passing thing—
pass like the years
once ardent and now gone
but for the pulver beyond
that I I I
that ga ga ga
that caesura too earthen
whence we come—
Allow
Churning—violent—
relent—relent—
Blooded horizon,
allow our breath,
foregone and defiant,
to forget, to forget.
Sterling—quiet—
evanesce—evanesce—
For this Bewildered Attendance
For this bewildered attendance
vowing undertones
grasping upon vastation
in a mottled plumage home.
Hard to stave a blazon.
Hard to stitch a cloak.
Only When
If we mean
how we live
we are ready then
to [ ]—
……………………………
why
……………………………
Brother it is
only when
every moment
oozes crime
our blood washes
any sky—
Earthen
Light.
Earth.
Sweat.
Sleep.
See.
Pledge.
Hear.
Breathe.
Breath.
Blood.
Hate.
Heat.
Rouse yourself.
Blink.
Douse yourself.
Weep.
Trawled
You must be something pledged
who imbibe the end in the symmetry.
How possible to be trawled:
this day floods you with hook and home.