so forth
past the little dark there
is behind that hill you were
once upon
a horse beside the leopard you'd slip
among shades I loafed summer months
(so game)
along your slur
even my dreaming was a belly you'd put your eyes inside
and still forget
what edgeless fountains what golden leaf what marbled moods
fragmenting even those figments
your bossing blacked out
it was like nothing would burn then
the whole meadow gone up
as our whole situation
sleepwalking dusty planks
over any infinite ocean
escarpments then caves ash styled
but it's never been a vision
I was after
always on the move
I get memory's no come hither figure
every stay tried
cosseted in codices
it won't be loosed
I just wanted to get at you first
your bower in air
by doomed I mean doming
voices
raised suddenly
I was
but a babe
where my woods come home to
a hundred more horizons
slackened silk cords
the cane palace you've taken up
each line lacquered to curve
where fed your flocks where fed your flocks where fed your flocks in mew
and through me too soon your last scored bar
also I can float my hair
they're all back
the old fears too I loved
oh and look your leopard's coat
even now moving inside that
(rosette / rosette)
hill it moves
as sleep moves inside us
or I bow down crush the leaves and the cold mouth crushes its anodyne and the anodyne is the lost trail I left you took
and though there is no river
now for the louche shade tree to near
nightly shrugging its curses cool as flesh blooms
my sway also holds
your luminol face rising against this earthen wall of sky
(in a crown of pills)
over the current of coated tongues
it is carried
(elsewhere moon)
hon
I never
held your head underwater
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