Celestite
The veinous interval
Sun splits the trees
The air becomes celestite
We are solvent
Finally
What now to do
but cook these skins
We won’t need them where we’re going
Tag: poemaday
12/30: folly & carburetor
folly & carburetor
rap dogs of the sidewalk refrigerator
squeeze my carburetor
tire screech
ocean of car language
little voices from the hum
Saturday whining street music
we roll with it
a beam of folly and decay
skeletal longing
where are the roaring mouths & little feet
the spell of a dandelion whistling
rustle and rumble
each of us caught up
a splatter of constellations
11/30: Poetry Walk
Why do certain shrubs smell like pee
Capitalism
The father of desire
His face a white light
We fall into it
or die trying
10/30: sediment
the bottom sediments
if you let it
a whirlpool the normal tension
are we not living cells?
all the wild cultivars
and their babies
in a crystal sky-city
a whorl, a pith
a solitary action
We emancipate
9/30: the woods found within this body*
“the woods found within this body”
-from Half of What They Carried Flew Away,
Andrea Rexilius*
my trust issues a clog
in my heart spell
small blisters
rainbow cuts
in the landscape
my leg undergrowths
spirochetes & chasms
having irregular hairs
in between breasts
my thunder belly
landslide
mortar, then –
the sticking nest of
desire for something
else not a marriage
not a lichen
though we did walk in
those woods
together for a time
All light melted
I was magma
Damaged tissue
Debriding
8/30: rose quartz
rose quartz
Aureole threshold
is totem
Three rosy smooth stones
Fibrous & generally stable in ultraviolet light
One is found or one finds oneself
Irradiation forms dusky hues
Rock crystal asterism
My terminal bud
In each hardness a prism or vein
A loathsome pustule
A bubblegum center
A dichroic future of bilateral symmetries
Our stars pulsing under the skin
7/30: In the Staff Break Room a Lone Foil Star Dances
In the Staff Break Room a Lone Foil Star Dances
There is no wind
no tremble
I sit here reeling
from life’s rapidity –
the days melt in a flurry
of job & family & email &
sex & tasks
how caught i am in this maelstrom
as if to stay alive
This ocean
This paroxysm
of waves breaking
How we wash
over each other
is enough
6/30: synthetic skins
synthetic skins
dolphin embryo digitized forestry
reproductive animation
identifying calls & bone
teeth, roots, jaw, skull
This is the mouth under my body plan
This is the muscle of the water
digital animal sounds
television of the interior
pixelated whistling for blood
a pathology, a tincture
oh digitized meat war
we’re coming for you
3/30: chalcedony
chalcedony
the gentle subtlety of true light breaks
arrests then aggregates radiating
how the glow extends to us despite our faults
crystal life system your gap symmetry a balance of victories
moss agate, the nacreous imagine, stalactite, a petrified wood for lovers
how you hover as forms
in the interstices
warrior, queen
your magnanimity
a wonder seeking air
2/30: Aurostibite
Aurostibite
i’m not radioactive
there’s a horizon over my grimace
lead grey no gammas protuberant teeth
the sonogram catches my gravity
diploidal i’m a star symbol a fracture among the shimmer
my crystal system two Ty fighters on the wind
a metallic streak
Au get off my diaphaneity
What I lack in sulfur I make up in cell dimension
666 – mark of the beast
Good luck finding my cleavage
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