so say sources of dissonance

sun killing size

let’s sleep in our shadows

brilliance after brilliance after roll of fat.

I’m back today & I’m a heaped arrow.

the blindness you’ve inflicted, exactly the opposite of what I thought

the day weary, along with
your breadcrumbs
even the loss frozen
the day lovely
don’t worry in your bird chirps
don’t regret or cycle
your slim acceptance
so nosy.

our private language not even


here beyond panic

Each ‘I want’ part of a false


Children were playing next to wires.
Flies were crawling on me.
Their touch less frightening than I’d remembered.
The patients must emit a smell before death,
she hypothesized.