dust
he cried wax tears for me
they dripped and hardened into clusters on the
carpet
.....heart unhinged itself
.....and split open like a yawn
.....it tore down the boulevard
left all the little girls and sliced oranges
behind
.....racing through the darkness
darting and flitting
finding a lot of shredded nothing
.....it found the hole in the wall
.....that led to my mind’s streets
littered with paper bags
people staggered around
drunken with nectar
pollen dusting their lips
the air pulsing patiently
little-boy eyelashes fell against the sky
stones washed them inside glory and righteousness
.....do you remember? echoed thoughtfully
dangling like cocoons
people peeled off from me like
the damp petals of a tight wound rose
thick and drenched
petals swirling
.....people swirling
piety and dignity festered like wounds
.....I sit in church waiting to be bathed in the
blood of Jesus and drowned in his body
.....I sank my roots in and hid
.....tangling myself into the earth like her hair
in my fingers
it hurts my ears
to think thoughts no one can hear
how
I found my meaning twisted like a sick idiom
in a language
no one knows
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