the vision idled
distraction stuck a knife in us
the vision watched us like house plants
rooted in the here and now
needing to be
watered
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red tail
alone at the end of the day
eyes weakened by screens
lunging at air like a bull i
was visited by a red-tail hawk
he gave me the vision i
thought i had lost
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reading #211
dream sequence
What if I cannot live with anyone, ever again, I thought to myself, before falling asleep. I have been tired since I asked him politely to leave. He did not take it very well, and I did not take his not taking it well, well. I was tired by trying to share my space, and by trying not to share my space, and fell fast asleep.
Up the stairs the atmosphere was boisterous, everyone seemed happy like evolved, and my mind kept turning us over and over, wondering why we were so quiet, down here, so reserved, like somebody had died. I was in the midstream (exactly halfway up a long and straight stairwell) when the matron of the house came about before bed asking around and offering her hand, to make the last hour a good one, keeping us safe and needless, tidying up.
Her daughter, my friend, had left a small book behind, with a cover splashed in pink, which stood up on the floor by the couch. What if she never returns, ever again? The book had small truths littered about its pages. I wanted to offer it to the contemplative boy across from me on a broken chair, but I could not move. I’m not much of a lucid dreamer.
She spoke to us kindly, my friend’s mom, she made me feel I was helping her just by being there. She had always been the kind to illuminate your presence for you. When I awoke, I wondered would I see her, ever again? She died many years before.
Cellular makeup
I saw a vision
When i die
my cells like
sparks will
outward
fly
will all
at once
expel
the earthen
body mundane
send me
on my
way
a fire in the belly
of the sky
you may someday
remember
me
selfless
cellular
heat seeking
makeup
burning in
your heart
K IS SILENT 