Here the sound of windrush
garments flapping unmoving .
Slick granite unreal below the structure
this decal abyssal : its failure .
My ragdoll lock : my blinking features .
See the effort of me piling
up : see the mechanism at its limit .
The field wrong from this angle : lacking what .
Loss of dreams of stamina wheel not reeling .
Burning liminal : a shadow of a hinge :
a hallway unfinished in the medical complex .
The light on your back a texture away .
Level ending not with sound but glaze
but image of prophecy : untouchable shoulder-
blade you see in moonlight : my distant
stunted breath : waxing clippedout gesture .
Here a strange sky I only crane toward .
Holding ground : clatter : the false pitch
the warriors bricking up the river mouth .
What trajectories we make and fail .
What longing gazes we misread
as othering wither . Not beholden .
That tinned warsong you sing on loop .
Re-attempt come morning : make
a rite of the autofollow : your form non lateral
your form expanding out of bounds
form pearlescent form legless in the algae lamp .
Blue ending in which your body dissolves .
Sea of primal flesh : flesh of departure .
A heartbeat twice . A blink trigger .
Simulated dawn rising to meet you even now .
Between us history pulled too taut : echo
of echo : the dream in which my movements are yours .
Yours dialed down to nothing in me .
Out there a question of remains .
This road where a motorbike careened through brush .
Late night sounds of collision : alarm light luminous .
Sleepers not : injuries counted damages marked with pen .
Lost object : the rider’s fracture darkening against description :
roadside loop of shrine and groundskeep . Paint on bloodcurb .
What puzzles minds not
has no determined song no oblivion :
load and reload : file compromised
by weight and wear . The World upright as omen .
The combat green driven snowless .
What ruins flees
is unmoving in its wounds .
The field a reaming in the body graphic
: armor null tone null shader flickering .
You empty of color
details running free : toxic lake stuttering
through the midnight spawn .
Queen of Night : the horde dead drawn drinking .
Footfalls and hooves striking aluminum .
Downed line : hazard latent and primeval :
the metabolizing ground spilling heat
loosening grip on the coin .
The warring thing not driven by any map pulled solely
by the sleep of me . Engine spiralling racket : tearing loose .
Not what is held but what I render fruitless with my suffering .
My suffering rendered as desert light : ghost codes twinning in the urge .
Out there a need to know deep down . Out there a ringing
in the ears of plenty : the way a sob scatters at the break
the only point of contact remaining . Open mouth to neon gale
one eye shut by an index : erasure and answer : glint .
Burst open the dialogue : find a landscape shivering .