the mouth
skin
shorelines
faultlines
bloodlines
graves
the horizon
the atmosphere
all holes
sanity
knives
fences
borders
the cutting part of paper
cliffs
fingernails
dawn
(2022)
the mouth
skin
shorelines
faultlines
bloodlines
graves
the horizon
the atmosphere
all holes
sanity
knives
fences
borders
the cutting part of paper
cliffs
fingernails
dawn
(2022)
this is the magic of the fear-not ritual
this is why ritual is
so that when you place your hand in the box and
the pain is indescribable
when your fear says: pull away, save yourself
questioning this fear, you remember everyone before who passed this test
generation upon generation who did not pull away
who asked this question: why?
remember this like your own name: pain and fear are two separate things
distinct, divisible, neither inevitable
we mistake them for each other
the experience of one produces the other
but they are separate things
when, from pain, you experience fear
ask it: why?
some pain simply happens
or maybe all things
happen simply
what we call fear is a reflex
the animal retreat
hate is the choice to not question your fear
(July 2022)
tell me how it happened
we knew so much but this
we couldn’t know
we had such power
that to think of stopping was impossible
to speak it, death
this is what we left ourselves
this brotherhood
these stale defences
self-made
empty-handed
possessed of no inner life
partaking of no mystery
no raw internal knowings
the shapes of us proscribed
the tablets broken
the prophets’ voices stilled
our cells know nothing
born and borne in churning, soupy chaos
wisdom embodied new in every newborn mind
our cells know what we teach them
a limb, deleted
a kindness tasting more and more like fear
what’s the point of man?
what meaning in becoming so?
in mimicking the still point in this maelstrom
an embodied singularity
a fecund drop
erupting then forever calmed
what is a man?
what point
in ever
being
so?