left ventricle ablaze

bleeding heart aflame

ive got the bleeding heart of jesus aflame
somebody say amen

ive got the rhyzomatic bleeding heart aflame
somebody say amen

my eyes are on fire
somebody say amen

ive got primordial matter sloughing this way and that
somebody say amen

ive got a ball peen head and jackboot stilts
somebody char my head

ive got an upper left ventricle ablaze
somebody douse this fire

ive got the bleeding heart of a conch
somebody watch it patter

ive got a convoluted heart and a hollow black soul
somebody say amen

ive got a vision of the flaming singularity a comin
somebody say

somebody
somebody
somebody

What I’m Reading:

“… It is very
private
to be in another’s
syntax. “

— Solmaz Sharif / “Into English”

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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