LOWER AURIC FIELDS


Through dust stripped bare to ocean
lit by wings her mouth
                                   dissolved internally and
                                   stained beneath these thrones too
                                   soon rent outwards via

                                   sky un-

                                   yielding to kiss ((where))
                                   cavity becomes as tongue
my                                            hands
grope towards ascension from the axis
of the room
                                   crouched
                                   but nothing at the door I
                                   recognise the aeons
shifting                                     overhead
drawn

                                   eagerly through grid re-
                                   plenished as before along the spine then
                                   shared inside the
                                                               carcass.