I have shape-shifted in the last phrase we instantly entwine, are encumbered by, and it is the skin-stripped body posed as a runner, stared at by hundreds, stunned, the disjointed gasses and solids and metabolites, that find their seed nature in planets that are only beginning to die, or form. You have gotten this far without remembering a single feature, face twilight-drunk, reverberating. As shattered domes know very few names. As summer bears reaching, interpreting, withering. At the center of a molecule, a plantation burns straight down to the particle dream that squanders, lets roam its cyclical blade. I am what aggresses, emanates, signal-rich as refusal. Whichever bolt of silk you make yourself a word of, that it can drive blood around that room, and meet itself in conversationless equipoise. Otherwise, gravity, more gravity.

I search for you in a parabola of limbs, guilty and beyond naked but moving, shrinking, evading even their source. There we are in a common mist, all that will become of us. Before we begin, we have withered. I can see you only in ash, only after your face has scattered in wind. Pick me up by my name, what is left of it. Summer brings us to the sweetest of molecular levels. I remember you because you are hiding in this sequence, complacently bound. Here is a knife small enough to slice through memory. We will use it often. Speak only of dissemination. Where will it fall.

for translation

I have shape-shifted in the last phrase we instantly entwine, are encumbered by, and it is the skin-stripped body posed as a runner, stared at by hundreds, stunned, the disjointed gasses and solids and metabolites, that find their seed nature in planets that are only beginning to die, or form. You have gotten this far without remembering a single feature, face twilight-drunk, reverberating. As shattered domes know very few names. As summer bears reaching, interpreting, withering. At the center of a molecule, a plantation burns straight down to the particle dream that squanders, lets roam its cyclical blade. I am what aggresses, emanates, signal-rich as refusal. Whichever bolt of silk you make yourself a word of, that it can drive blood around that room, and meet itself in conversationless equipoise. Otherwise, gravity, more gravity.

I did this. . .

Bluerun

streaming charcoal sugar
structures the breach
of violas into your crudite

so raw so listless sonar
deride and roll to
tamarind tiles

all shaking and slippery grist
finely played
deformity

steady schooner dust of interruption
highlight collapsed carapace
on your soft flesh

while dreamrun designates you-stone
proleptic magnetic
navel bounces

this helix frontal trouble
unweld double us hath
(had) steady

strobe to move away
eight o'clock rips me timpani
flame revamped

virgin supernova bleeds
darkroom exit
shielding ignoring the oven

Sufi blanket sedentary
implications menial
quantify spell

if you believe
in artificial rhythms
this dryvolt balloon

hyped skin &
anti-pathic dirge

flight deviates

feathers yes why
leave sprig or miniature
stale cyclical this

paper island swift
as it was written gargle
the gotten oxygen

belief a shrewdness antinomian
battle is an integrity
or grief corked seaglass

swipe at the wall
slick auburn fall
through divots

galaxy drone you misspell
because it is satisfying sugared
necrotic free from peaks

slinky skin-carbine dream
begin for the four hundredth
aforementioned encasement a building

thrown up will outstrain
hole-sure grates streams
it boils toward

after ontological dust
quickens folding
over engraving the

debut that we stick with some
fashion of evolution hallway
give me a standard

time to occur unmarked holophrastic
pupil titrated restricting
conduct control lost

tag & twine
sand-effaced letter

what do you think of this arrangement?

streaming charcoal sugar
structures the breach
of violas into your crudite

so raw so listless sonar
deride and roll to
tamarind tiles

all shaking and slippery grist
finely played
deformity

steady schooner dust of interruption
highlight collapsed carapace
on your soft flesh

while dreamrun designates you-stone
proleptic magnetic
navel bounces

this helix frontal trouble unweld
double us hath (had) steady
strobe to move away

eight o'clock rips me timpani
flame revamped
virgin supernova bleeds darkroom exit

shielding ignoring the oven
Sufi blanket sedentary
implications menial

quantify spell if you believe
in artificial rhythms
this dryvolt balloon

hyped skin &
anti-pathic dirge

Another arrangement of mine. . .because the lineation is wierd as it stands

streaming charcoal sugar
structures the breach of violas into your crudite

so raw so listless sonar
deride and roll to tamarind tiles

all shaking and slippery grist
finely played deformity

steady schooner dust of interruption
highlight collapsed carapace on your soft flesh

while dreamrun designates you-stone
proleptic magnetic navel bounces

this helix frontal trouble unweld
double us hath (had) steady strobe to move away

eight o'clock rips me timpani flame revamped
virgin supernova bleeds darkroom exit

shielding ignoring the oven
Sufi blanket sedentary implications menial

quantify the spell if you believe in artificial rhythms
this dryvolt balloon hyped skin anti-pathic dirge

Injection, or fragments made mine

streaming charcoal sugar structures the breach of violas
into your crudite so raw so listless sonar
deride and roll to tamarind tiles all
shaking and slippery grist finely played deformity
steady schooner dust of interruption highlight collapsed
carapace on your soft flesh while dreamrun designates you-stone
proleptic magnetic navel bounces this helix frontal
trouble unweld double us hath (had) steady strobe to move
away eight o'clock rips me timpani flame revamped
virgin supernova bleeds darkroom exit shielding
ignoring the oven Sufi blanket sedentary implications menial
quantify the spell if you believe in artificial rhythms
this dryvolt balloon hyped skin anti-pathic dirge

fragments #2

charcoal breach violas

crudite listless sonar

deride tamarind tiels

shaking grist deformity

schooner interruption collapsed

dreamrun designates you-stone

proleptic navel frontal

unweld us hath (had)

eight o'clock timpani revamped

supernova darkroom shielding

Sufi sedentary menial

quantify the spelldry

volt hyped anti-pathic

flight deviates

feathers yes why leave sprig or miniature

stale cyclical this paper island swift as it was written

gargle the gotten oxygen belief a shrewdness antinomian

battle is an integrity or grief corked seaglass

swipe at the wall slick auburn fall through divots

galaxy drone you misspell because it is satisfying sugared

necrotic free from peaks slinky skin-carbine dream

begin for the four hundreth aforementioned encasement a building

thrown up will outstrain hole-sure grates streams it boils toward

after ontological dust quickens folding over engraving the

debut that we stick with some fashion of evolution hallway

give me a standard time to occur unmarked holophrastic

pupil titrated restricting conduct control lost

tag & twine sand-effaced letter

fragments

feathers sprig miniature

stale paper swift

gargle belief antinomian

battle grief seaglass

swipe fall divots

galaxy misspell sugar

free slinky dream

begin aforementioned building

grate stream boil

after dust folding

debut stick hallway

give standard time

pupil control lost

tag sand letter

check out this arrangement

Ferns are the joints on a ledge that have an electricity you think through but it could be i am assuming too much, cubby-holed Osiris-- for you, vocalization is guttural, a perch. There is or could be a small hut in which you claim yourself visible-- i am right there, conscious that the moon is just a larger star in drag.

I stay silent in spite of the hum, growing fuzz and puncturing your beacon but I could be failing—stumbling instead, vein of light that supplies the moon, scream more loudly than the gosling. There once was an ending, numerical walls that drew you in—you are there now, hiding in the softest crevice you could find.

Pull me up by-- what? don't answer this as if you were living ozones and you meet them with what seems like, what hasn't been a sentence whose trope of hours . . . and if they are gardenias, a whole sea of them you might stumble among, syndromes and telepathies, translate at will (fists of violets, petals climbing down your water-curves)-- how far are we from snow?

Light plays carnival on the wall as if it was not dying—you can learn from this until night.

The lungs of a language, missing itself, every spring a choice and what i mean by this. I'm not sure-- what i meant was not invigorated by silence.

And you melt me with irreconcilable markings, happen again. The fractions are rhododendrons fighting for sunlight on an autumn windowsill or I could stop and ignite, let the air quench this anxiety. The dream came last night while you were planting roses in another hemisphere because we will until—until what?

The only silence is the sleeping word, gathering sentence, flashing into pandemonium, us, we, all there.

for the next translation, or helix, or q/a

ferns are the joints on a ledge that have an electricity you think through
but it could be i am assuming too much
cubby-holed Osiris-- for you, vocalization is gutteral, a perch
there is or could be
a small hut in which you claim yourself visible-- i am right there, conscious that the moon is just a larger star
in drag
pull me up by-- what?
don't answer this as if you were living
ozones
and you meet them with
it seems like there hasn't been
a sentence whose trope of hours . . .
and if they are gardenias, a whole sea of them
you might stumble among syndromes and telepathies, translate at will these declensions (fists of violets, petals climbing down your
water-curves)
how far are we from snow?
the lungs of a language, missing itself
every spring a choice and what i mean by this
i'm not sure-- what i meant was
not invigorated
by silence