from The Queen’s Two Bodies
Disruption hymns her estate
Unframed hem by hem her harms
Rivers in as slipstream masts
As saying his leaves are swilling
Language’s domain as split
Sight brought back as bringing it
back as absence for
getting reinstates
quickly go & go & go & gone
refrain within
a so the woods could ring
& grow to go around its gone
as in, of silence is silence’s mirror made
more melodious by distance shades
a light’s reversal run
past a future living
the thinnest frame her thumb
With my back
turned toward the world
as all islands alike
we lake a lack long gone
to bed to bed
such muck as if
to stay within could remain untouched
as sound that follows
its solitude around
The lines appear as some
light hardened thing misheard
pool down thy vanity pulled
darkness to itself to
keep itself a word
called as a yell alone
from FEAST
2.7 (A Hostess Might Overhear)
Hello
Hello
Hello
Hello
God drops
his goddamned saints
like rice
the birds will feed upon
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
//
Years somehow repeat themselves
Their tones an enveloping letter
To crack
The skin unreal. “Someone
Should call them
On the phone to tell them
It's really hard to look & say
That is flesh.”
//
Circulating
Room to room as torn into
Going as is rather than as if
Is a dangerous shift
The table will sing with
This mess that was left
We pretend is blooms –
Meaningful a rose – If
we exists
//
Awe as the atmospheric
Gown the weather wore
Into the house a guest
Without the attributes
Of metaphor the hostess
Thought was what a door was for