mirror cracked --
it is mirrors cracked and time shattered
life & a fragment this is interstitial
like memory mostly
there are numbers & loveless
it is puppies tumbling forgotten
like socks are adequate an absence
for here the night is thirsty
& the thrifty sufferers
are living their terrible inches
still; it is memory was
& time to kill
the dreary dialectic --
sun comes up a dreary dialectic
dread is memory
electric; this is awkward bowls
always she is carrying to forever
an extravagant dishonesty, bad
faith and faces to replace
like one's own special singular death
a slice of heaven of watermelon
a memory stopping, some skin
invisible, forgotten
not to tamper --
we are not tampering with the absences
& ascesis is no longer knowledge
just the pathetic surrender
falling into gods and idiot;
we are missing things
& nothing is all this living
surrendering self --
we are not voting for all the corpses
but holding memory like a weapon
to fold tomorrow into paper hopeless
a forgotten absolution
as libation to all the nobodies gone//
a homeless god, an ego outgrown
flesh is rotting home
Aubade --
& the sun comes up
oblivion, we are leaving psychosis
lonely
here is day breaking, meletē
thanatou and nothing is, maybe, naked
sweet is certainty//
it is not bodies we are leaving
yet, except the sweaty
conventional/
we are leaving grim ghosts
alone, the anxious unanswerable
& the outgrown madman//
thus are we absent
praemeditatio malorum --
& it has always happened already
the worst/
the unimaginable is not Lovecraft's
unnamable behind a gravestone
& cold
here is good grown homeless//
the duckling is pushed from the stick
by his siblings
inevitable:
the dead men are ignorant
already, we have never been them//
stop it is nothing,
a good thing
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