the ward of god
in embryo is a coming together
yet what is untoward in the distance covered
is the danger of appetite love has discovered
final abandonment
where the breathless wait
the wind will take it onward
till dirt yields the away
that is longed for
an opened awn
nothing
the endeavor to endeavor
that is where love yields deity
for what effort is immortality?
an embrace
everything
when touched by the effort to touch
who but love? a dark reaches day
a sun in sway only because
the want of such renders us
the living
Creatures
how can the deathless live without it? a bird only by what a star endeavors
each a strenuous last flight through the dark—like starlight a nest of eggs untended reeks with immortality.
Attraction Cum Being
A hole in the dirt & a seed in the wind
are we. Ask the sun, life or death
come to nothing without this gravity.
ubique et nusquam
In the nusquam it is ubique opening the dust: to die from death
this love like the life of grasshoppers; its spoil, a constellation of stars
that ruin the withdrawn; its embryo, their havoc at death whose remains
may close into the heartfelt; its usefulness to open waste & make
the charitable everywhere, for nowhere is the lack of it, nowhere
is eternal dark.
Just Dark
To a star born again, the radiance of love is the endeavor of death,
for love is that which brings to light, everything. Without it there is no
rush of the emptiness to swell those to swarm. Without it there is no
sun embryo.
Sex Is Forever
The dead conceive & God goes to seed here in me, so pause & come
to a knee—behold the offspring of eternity.
Baby Blue Eyes
