1. I am optimistic enough this day clings to the highest mast, is now born out of prophecy. I pass by the old mirror: see myself: blear myself: is blot to canvas, slit from the wrist of this home: I witness how it is to sustain beatings.
2. In the empty lot, age 9, we wrung frangipanis and ruined the pedicle somehow a map of a history where this ground shook that was once an old cathedral. We blew
bubbles out in the haziest of days, pallid and droopy the clouds identify in their short collisions – the stream that was the sky the face of my mother when found news of my would-be death 1996, Kawasaki my mother's clutch on the soiled linen beginning an autopsy
3. I conjure a frayed upon image of death in its colloquial. a fractal of mistakes taken as righting out. I sense prognostication when potential for a satisfied framed encounter or out of luck that was a night making all of this less than total.
I remember the discoloration of the many lights – the sky beginning an erratum: this could have been your last – what is exacted here like a tarot, the culprit a newfangled man in the rearview mirror.
4. How can I forget you – all of you? You wear light like karsunsilyo. You are all flowers I arrive at a contusion of gardens. Rinse me with light – abandon me after.
5. Made air staler. Dew my maiden when lit from the matutinal – in tow, a bedraggled kite soaring in the heat one distinct summer, wish it pure that was I, almost touching the vermillion, my faintest image of freedom was a bird trapped in between the venetian.
6. In a dream, I am pursued by a train in an alley – in the next scene, I am being forced to take a plunge into a chasm: the fall did not scare me – but my acquiescence made me flinch: standing before space, anesthetizing the skin so it made me more than metal, the clangor
suggests a tragedy. Awakened by violent nudges from my mother: it was the New Year. Pyrotechnics paint the sky over and over an ephemera in the bleak behemoth of this: a makeshift home ruined by untranslatable music
the sound of rain at 11 in the afternoon and a nearby funeral.