OF THE ALWAYS Part Three
As if a window on a falcon
open the way
light lures citizens
by surfaces to sin
swim slide glide
sunwards into the Danger
I hear the radiants
talking to me
at least I think it’s me.
OF THE ALWAYS Part Two
The advantages of blundering
midnight beneath the streets of the forests
cloacal cathedral
stained glass translucent leaves
because they fell
and the trees’ amber ruin be
fine spectacle
leaf veins of innocence.
OF THE ALWAYS Part One
The always
on your hands
are in your hands,
the lost grammar pf Gan Eden
a language made exclusively of pronouns
and the names of things
were still asleep.
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