out big star

heliotropism

my heart distills my blood
heliotrope
looking for a sun

a plantation of hateful
verdigris
factors out to flow

out big star not too far
severance
runs rampant over

my tripartite welcome
parse
the light hiding from guards

foiling the crowds
out
in the rain

i care
less
each passing year

What I’m Reading:

“ :  when water undresses into tar sands / and to one long tune acacia trees dance some / as in alder reach / anything is worth the rain …”

— Jake Skeets / “Anthropocenic”

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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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