Nine Nights
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every facet informing another
builds a tech-tonic
declension

plate shifts
for antithetical hallucination.
deep underground, magma’s core

& some things fall

are they friendly?

(see a fugue –hear it?
see the serpent under the petal - feel her swirl?)

may you dream like this forever, sleepless
& commune with your neighbor’s imagination

community as essential as conscience

frivolous as in shoe fashion, all the little houses agree
on rigor to the edge of speech and sky, swish
to sex’s insatiable dram
someone sits still - intaglio - & turns a mind to stars
animalized nature at architecture of desire
in ambush for what cerebral enemy?

I love them. I love those stars!
or martyr at the door?
as in a hermit’s abode

let’s go to that hilltop
& thrust the torchlight at ourselves, celestial

raw & waiting, throb at dial

turn a face up
Mars

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