Émigré crickets beat in glass of sagebrush
dusk a damp tattoo high in chitinous whines
where you follow warm hours supposed in animal
twilight
World away scours sour grass spirits books
topsy-turvy full through silence of heavy
orbits and exile flows concerning empire
same actually other detourn caress.
Yet your civil fingers take my wrist long time
lost like itself, idle in animal science
of contiguity and what happens is
that my early – my other –
Emancipated tongues web objectivity,
a glass, momentous backhoe even more performing
animal evidence, I – and prestigious
air pollution mouths Midwest daylight time if
only you were - only.
Dire arch of reified spirit - isolation
of historical substance close later to
consciousness - my magic country my early
my eyes - but there are rhetorics my violence
won’t break on but passing cars break in sheaves of
road-wet dust
If only you were resident in guerrilla
instrumentality - glass, animal silence
divulge possibly human otherness.
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