The folio on the table and the words that are no longer subject. Some charge
shape, fireplace, for example, or a
map with cities where we have been afraid, or lived
a love that God will punish us. Verses are underlined
lianas
now jumping to other poems. There are metaphors
digging his own grave and buried alive.
red marks shake the blood. Tip the table
When everything you've written
slides down a slide and you never see him again.
