Saturday, August 29, 2009

Bow hands and sing

Speech cross-cut splitting and re-splitting word
and line lain out to map in gridded chains
a lexicon of wasp nests and

the rains haven’t wet And And And And And
bears forth black mold and silverfish pile up
in pipe smoke Unfated points

of knot, a slip over-hung Grammar of
such dwelling as much speaks us as is spoken
in-dwelling of language as much habitation

as line of flight Movement in draws into
conflict couples a strip of light under
the bedroom door and their sedimented

agons in courtyards and in which a lamp
is burning a million molecules astir
toward all possible anywheres

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