June 2, 1990

june

the rains

the woodpeckers

grass soft to the ankles

butterflies hurry to work

warmth and peace

rushes to the face

legs and the hands

moving faster

gutter      cross of bone

dare shame me?

dripping with blood

feeding your ravens

defense only 

to the horror eternities

indifference

a calm in defense

below we cannot wait

only must endure

exist hence

trapping our pain

as its reason

flight from home

myst rising

irrefutable comfort

a friend with the best

all humours spirits

for the mirror

the crystal

tight

memoir for galee song

fitting to movement

arm wood shouter

crying our ardor

our spirit pushing agiter

the leg red to sputter

passages

streams

steps falling into

leaves

coming

bursting organs

body 

warm in the earth

smile forced

heart jellied