life lies on me like a coffin lid
the investment of a strange ventriloquism
where no one has imagined me
or the existence of my
verbalizing impulses of emotion
the structured knowledge of
chemistry and music
I shall go beyond
beyond the humming bird
beyond the giant stars
way, way past the darkness
in the valley
where the gentle tempest rests
and there I shall enter into visions
and claim a desolate sun
who possesses enormous
silhouetted slices of hell
i shall go far beyond the speaking rain
beyond the whispers that have taken up
residence in my mind
way, way past the living and the dead
where ancient texts have wept
i shall stumble far across the horizon
beyond the jagged edges of the world
far, far beyond all known compass
where cartographies of silence
roam
here i shall be made a suggestive space
a womb with a heartbeat
here, far beyond all that is
in a dark place of peace