MANY ARE SWALLOWED

 

Natural soft  Japanese house interior; music and bare twigs exposed. 

Brown sun breaking, word worlds taking off

 

Dinner                            fire                                madrigal

Date                               fissure                            angel

Autumn                          optimist                          care

 

Acrid                              facia                               gravure 

 

We want the worlds we cannot write she said. Simple intone. 

Putting aggressive men in my mouth. But your mouth is not wide enough. To put my words into your mouth, I forget. I can claw your way back in; there might be time. Wait out 

Back.

There is an opening.  Arid hours passed disgraced; now still waiting everyone was relapsed phonemes, trembling to call a back lit episode, watching cars go. By now it is dusk. Green motes of dust refracted over coralline algae. 

The mutability of the mind and body. Hand in glove round the toilet bend; thick smell

Of bleach. Put the house up; look for a new way of living. 

Fig Tree                        Glass House                      Lime Green

Turf War                       Broken Down                   Hard Bop

Black                           Sun                                Masada

Shudder packaging sonic payment, light domestic whine

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Fault                          lines                   opine

Stagger                     plan                   premier

Acquisition               tradition           infused