Is Sleepless Holograph

A slack holograph lives here
It pulses enigma and horror
It is, to obliterate all,
Missing a watchman—
There is no byproduct
There is no “is”—

There is hornet and horsefly.

There is no sleep—
Sleep eludes us.

What I’m Reading:

“… my neighbor hates me. she’s blocked off the window. there’s no light, everything is dark, she’s closed me in. she thinks she owns the light. she raised the cats, and then they came to my house.”

— Julia Wong Kcomt / “woman eaten by cats”