not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

the dense blanket

i sleep with masahisa fukase, the great sleep
lay the density of my body like a blanket over him
in this way his raven heart is stilled
to know he is not alone
i lay beside him, on him, over him
my female wound sealed off, my human wound gaping
my small black bird soul as isolated
as any word, continent
or moan.

(with thanks to roxana)