Poetry
Five
if leaving the garden is akin
to being struck by lightning
if the law is less abstract in
question marks less an empty
cavern than uncertain chronology
where every reptile loves
in tendencies if eve our singular
disciple if i learn to be less
annoyed in magical thinking
if i can become more we
become more simple reconciliation
with the word “holy” or “charisma”
or “debt” or “lonely” or “atone”
how we get news changes how we fall
from collective memory how a person
becomes problem how we forget
what it means to look through
telescopes how it’s conducive to how
i want just possibility just crafted just
right how i worry i’m not we’re not enough
just producer because sometimes
being witness just isn’t enough
how speech might help
loss how our doubts seem
richer how code shifting
should not be severe
how we’re all intrinsically
valuable how there’s always
a way to connect how
glaciers are more than
a giant hunk of ice how
articulate how operational
how rigorous how am i
still driving in the midst
of so many inches
of hypothetical snow
what in this expansion optional
story starts in traditional structure
like backlit photograph farming for
the idea of farming and fixating
on things only a cardinal should see
our ships corrupt what if we don’t
fly don’t float draw plain houses
with multiple trees hear language
then feel something as if curtain
my costume i just can’t
fuck all this need to make
legible geysers of familiar
masochism picnic table
elegance gone viral because
this time i write as fallen man
fallen from sermonizing miss-
understanding fallen it’s
exceptional how often i want
entropy instead of haloes
or the sting supposed to
move you make you feel
marvel at responsibility
a beautiful indulgence where
i live by default exude a need
to wrangle institutional gods
by means of contracts i quote
here for security “only
victims tell stories in public”