131.
Feelings are not to be reported
feelings are to be felt
feelings are to be felt
so it’s always winter again the
mosaic of discourse starts up
mosaic of discourse starts up
where all the pieces fall asunder
there is no answer
there is no answer
water table what the land will hold
turned away from the messaging sun
the drenched moon
the drenched moon
la Dranse flows north from glaciers
fed
fed
rain ratcheted can’t tell who really
means
means
all poems say the same thing don’t
you know that yet?
you know that yet?
no time to mention a melon split open
in the sun
in the sun
what goes on in that dim town across
the dream
the dream
roses on her thighs are blessed with
thorns
thorns
I want to know who rings that bell
and why.
and why.
132.
When is a wound like a wonder
miracle macula the kindly leper
healed
healed
by light alone inserted in the
vascular
vascular
fleshlight cures all so little left
fish swimming at the arteries salmon
men by contradiction
men by contradiction
reverse time’s mindless flow
the opera is always just beginning
apotheosis of Ariadne creates heaven
to be in
to be in
a place peopled only by who had been
humans
humans
now lift their syntax through the
stars
stars
radio blaring on the empty fishing boat
what music do they hear who empty out
the sea?
the sea?
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