It wasn’t a place
where I could look for different spellings
of the same sentiments
meant as alternative
ways to lay into sleep
fashioning new dreams…
even the Palmistry techniques
I learned
by experimentation
wouldn’t allow
the creases of my spread hands
to divulge the truth.
It was weather
like seasons attempting to sing
obscure language
shapeshifting unwanted punctuation
churning body of impulse
writhing against stains
and coils
that foyer crested and stared down
kaleidoscope sheets of milk
eating ankles and sweating
turning sunken into just a hallway
a corridor of only
as many sides
as were meant from inside
the head scratching
to be necessary to just breathe
to quake, to shiver
to remember training
ghosts
Mar 10, 2017
Mar 10, 2017 at 10:05 PM UTC
It wasn’t a place
where I could look for different spellings
of the same sentiments
meant as alternative
ways to lay into sleep
fashioning new dreams…
even the Palmistry techniques
I learned
by experimentation
wouldn’t allow
the creases of my spread hands
to divulge the truth.
It was weather
like seasons attempting to sing
obscure language
shapeshifting unwanted punctuation
churning body of impulse
writhing against stains
and coils
that foyer crested and stared down
kaleidoscope sheets of milk
eating ankles and sweating
turning sunken into just a hallway
a corridor of only
as many sides
as were meant from inside
the head scratching
to be necessary to just breathe
to quake, to shiver
to remember training
ghosts
