eyelids feel like wet aluminum
gut stitches shut
bad knee re-bads.after years of ok-ing
spasm of the foot


poison
Poison

path in the world.


/

skull face under face face
face face, facing the truth

pin me to the wyrd of your world .
[and i, you]
doom.doom.dawn.

a yawning, gullet-bound
tug


and
under the leaf-litter and each sedimentary band of
a rolling thing

resides a
muscle memory
wound up like
(a)

spring

world swallower.

that
the only way to love
is to hate the other side with
p e r f e c t i o n


.

you say to me that the stars
are out
tonight .
after years of
hiding

i watch and am
blinded by pure
glow

under the burdens
is pure, crystalline /everything-you-want./

it’s already there.
burning so hot, as to give motion to the locked-up places of this world.

force of nature,
(my) tectonic heart.