Recollection Location Manifestation Is Imagine Not Merely Catastrophe Mastery Bound bodies blitz/sing Melt me murky pasture Past yr cattle rancher As if to dip hem-line In blood brine Were a crime Sopping tresses and suit tails Ravaged frills and silk fabric Plummet up to nightingales Shut eyes to see To sea she says Sailing Barge Yacht useful Canoe To see she says Born again Lunacy Composure Enclosed where Bracken's been broken 2/92 Shredding twilight a gilded tune to catch moth in clear jug bells clang shawl slips from bronze shredding kept my static hash whiskey ended i don't know romantic fervent grip floating goat cart graveyard words for suddenly land like a great gravy i mean anything to say i didn't outside slicking dusky glow in muggy dream it was raining the flame flickered there was alchemy old fifth floor flat tower of scrutiny his arm hooked 'till fan ceased sweat and insects followed i was picking citrus skin from stinking heap soldiers took back my empty sack squads of ghosts used fabric for rags there were winding roads rocks of steep i crossed river underneath archbishop cast spear i sought fishbone shanty crawled quarry in foggy catskill snow conducted scrawl i was silent i was staring i was somber i was strange even after shock i was sentenced 8/92 The Passing of Zoe Death delivered to womb Little swells of sorrow Waves of pain penetrate Depression sinks through skin Heavy fabric of mourning Deepens the darkness Sobs heave fetus Born to grieve 7/95 Mermaid Chooses Instead to Dive In It had nothing to do with Neptune Though he lurked there Mermaid couldn't lift her fins from shore Hadn't the walk about ways of townsfolk She huddled tearstruck Moonstone and quartz slid from skin Passers saw somber light glow from sobbing body Sea exploded into web 7/95 Numbness To push off the morning glories Meridians of thriving succulents Matter in which fulfillment has passed Not that it's the past Nor is it a lemonade Or fine point pen Not a skillet at hand Or purse My lips that have {it's hard to believe} memory of lips Hips have it and palms: Revolution in print Your habitat is my imagining A bit of then and this There's a ring around the lamp Callings are vibrant in ear hollow It's a morning of seepage and gold Foot pads of fleshy of histories approach I am an unwilling stiff Without the discovery of death 11/93 Locked Up Cortex Across groomed ground By stone climb the star borage Thunder clouds part for light On balcony or behind blinds Mindfulness and a gaze Blaze upon fabric Flower representing hope floats on soup Laced up corsette Like locked up cortex She continued to count on fool Soon the seam loosens Thread turn to worm unwinds Insect against moon 1/96 Her Secrets Cast Her leather darkness Black mane Night sky in her eyes Her leather voice Shadow silk drifting Low rumble in crypt Her leather sleeve Chamber from which Dark tale Tough life 2/96 Engulfed by Glow Sleeping child Hangs like boneless silk In father's limbs Gaze upon dream Gentle honey tumble Affection breeds contagion Beaming

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