Sure I was a molecule
accumulating talk
I came to this wanting
to say something
small about being
with you
an awkwardness beneath gasoline
each weird hospitality flung
into the mouth of a passing bird
I woke refurbishing The Kite Wars
a rabbit, a snake
Korean Dogwood blooming
in my ears
the man loves art because
he is an egoist
in my ears
he is an egoist
Today is something thrown and awaiting
purchase
*****
I was out interviewing clouds, amassing
the notes of a sky pornographer
as patches of the city subnormalized
by fear of fear
like a reef bleaching closed
I took to the streets
looking for a human velocity
thinking of disequilibrium
feeling heavy in the abundance
of summer light
of—this is my favorite name so
far
*****
This is insect speed and we
must be legendary in our hush
corpuses thrumming open
as a patina of grief
corrodes unnoticed in a background
of yesterday’s teeth
This girl is determined to hold onto the geometry
of her love
the newspaper reads tiny coffin moves
scientists to tears
and my extravagances gather
This is deep speed or a dynamism
of the middle
prone
to disappearance
A speed slowed to time outside
culture
in the slick of the thing music
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