(i'm playing with the idea of a kind of speculative poetry. no title for now.
adrian de la peña)
i.
wave swallower penumbras
we condense
into who i am
collapse into
my eyes
this
time
this
clot
pit and stake
knot-in-skein
the carrying i
and
does my carrying carry length yes
and
does a carried length spiral yes
does length as spiral carry yes
in spirals
tubular yes with the eyes of the visible
will rest again
and come to crave names
with the eyes and mouths of the visible
come to crave names and the yes
the yes and the carried names to carry distance
with
loss created distance
the inventor of gestures
creates the back
in the distance
between
the heart
the throat
time created time this time
oh lonely p
lonely pau
i’ve grown fingers
they unfurl before me like
god
your direction
made an eye
and sees me
will i feel
before the fracture
fail attempting gravity
don't fear
the tempering skin
the
architecture of veils
the and
and
the with
the with and within
ii.
until the bands were understood
we were only one hand
in the next compression the replicative inorganic tULippmAymeN
each:had
knowledge in spheres the walking thing the pirate breath
in the adjacent sphere the NiaNcheef sequence the nethtate the comatose chuss
newpoint blessed and found direction and gifted gravity
in the fourpoint agreement mariner the throat-stars of NiaNcheef\blueing shadow
the footagre
heart for body
tongue for motion
a longing for family
sink into skin
and lathing structures
emptiness progression
gel employed
the BeXt lexicon
the will to please
perfumed and enlightened
a warrantee on a tender string
here to see everything
iii.
under in and around a hole we smile holding folds
above the brevity holding folds what became an arm became water
what became water was overwhelmed by currents
what moves inside of me turbulent light and water stands for what is gone
the problem of defining
the problem of living
shadow-seeking-light
light-gifting-shadows
this and i
and i and here
soliloquy of questioning
new distance
sacred doubt
iv.
in the orange recess the tether beat
waving and jawless
before the first silence: multiples in pillows
then the tar pea and periphery
seeking form in the conscious quarter
the succulent archive
my walking core
stolen phenomena
atmospheric incision
knows the story tells my heart and fabric in motion
my tip-memory considering
renew aline tarin
in tarin lean-tarin
in lean-tarin
unveil the inventor of gestures
now upon the tar pea
v.
the breath hand is now and was
and the flowering eyes in perfume water flick
new intonations from a face formed by thought
mineral cravings gelatinous clouds
spike intentions in the nether row
until the minute he opens his eyes
vi.
the cord lead to a sphere
vii.
the invisible earned the breath hand
when we landed the tar pea
just as time gave birth to time
and new decay gave flowering
and the gravel on the tar
and dust begets water
and one touches one