These are sentiments, my words in your mouth, that
nearly no more dissembling neglected space
made to startle monuments, schematic for
this one who unfolds
the scissors: it is a disclaimer disguised
as inevitability, drawn out in
wandering eye wash and dress the flesh sexy
at a point, particulate, granulation
after awkward dismount abraded standing
proud, an encounter.
Wounds we take our promises where they found then
what tissue could mean
to catch a bandage lies to pin a likeness
around sculpted shapes in continuity
with figure as prey.
On orienting networks of attention
across, make allowances, systematic
disdain this excused
by reason of observations attempted
under acceptable pressure: even that
resembles a sleight.
I am speculative strategy to lack
tactics you would recognise, lesser statements
stop, adopted for maiming and maintenance
dose, just this, will ask
room to, stop, the fascinations of echo.
pain in the fundamental nothing without
anything, we appear by dismemberment
over a broader range to be sufficient
Grievous as this, the accusation enjoys
us, that is a supervening ignorance
wandered in front of
purpose on purpose on purpose on purpose.
It is demonstrative when favoured status
becomes, forward to
cut at back with asking head down and other
quiddities, recall, the somatic package.
Beyond that this is
one for the drawer, fixed by hand where pleasures are
to animate understanding maybe sounds.
And sounds uncomfortable, surely some mistake
but has to explain
that these are sentiments, your mouth on my words
shaken in naked bones I possess myself.