Spider
Follow an open mouth confidently
strike out at it symbolically
the length of a silence, wind through a hollow jaw
skies left behind, the disabled, deformed adults— also
eventually useless
a beginning of an arctic myth
curious underwater objects the youth do not cry over
disease is death avoided by a horn that breaks the water’s surface
midnight
ice chamber
eyes, cheekbones, pulse
physical distinctiveness formed in recesses of pillows
the aging, eventually useless
washing of delicate feet
a thousand years ago laughter was in the bottom of the great river
tiny crowns encrusted with the severed heads of prisoners
the brutal, the vulgar can be made strange, exceedingly beautiful
when crafted by the artifice of hands
a thousand years later, fatality is life
the edges of tradition are blurred by white squalls
no sun
the peering faces in response to natural feelings
like fury, detesting
no earthly reason, no lack of night
still there is merely need
there is want without another wanted
In its golden done
From this distance you can learn from a woman,
examine a boy, navigate through a man, suspect a girl,
set a bowl gently
from a house that has no address because it is the only house,
a brother shrugs, a sweat gathers, voice gathers
bumps, bumps on the head
yawning in the afternoon
blood through a body, a thought that considers
how it moves, the blood
a brother has a brother, one more prone to embarrassment,
the other more self-concerned
Under the ground there are bones, mostly of boys
if it is not known it cannot be untrue
fatal lessons, bumps on the head
alone in a house with no address, a boy, a brother can fly
or look at photographs
cats sniff, but no rats
the boy, the other brother, has bones everywhere
if they cannot be seen, it does not mean they’re not there.
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