— interogate the passion fruit
— condemn the potato
— confront the wild dogs
— harbor the fugitive puffin
— eat locusts & honey
— dance in martian twilight
— watch dawn through obsidian
— breath with a lion's heartbeat
— hear the wind's muzurk
— know which way the wind blows
1.IX.03, Commonplace Book 2
today you'll sip the morning
you'll wear the afternoon in your hair
you'll eat the evening
the mist ponders your heartbeat
an owl meditates on your eyes
the sea breathes through your lips
i come to you as a supplicant
i come through my faded dreams
i light many candles
i rest on your bosom
you open your eyes
the song begins
From the archive,Commonplace Book no. 2
At the edge of fitful dreams
I pray for the trees,
trees in light, trees in dark
I pray for Saturn; and for the moons,
the many moons circling
the Spiro Mounds
I pray for you, my darling,
I pray for your smile
and give thanks for your laughter
14.VI.2023
