Denial, because the body
wants to trample what it cannot bear.
And how rage consumes that field burning in dream light, where again
I sit with my brother
among the endless meadow-rue.
And it is he who is so kind
as I make my usual fist, shaking
and p [...]
I don't forget.
I recognize the bruised persimmon of your lips
on others around me. And if I never
see again the sweaty ribs when the body bends,
there's you, picking from can't-see to can't-see.
And your fingers on the nape of my neck
when I'm about [...]
Because of your age, your stiffening body,
they make X-rays of the child
at eight months. It is male
with fine silk hairs. Against your stretched
translucent skin, they hear his raspy breath,
the heartbeat. I have no child
but have placed the cat pur [...]