heliotropism (redux)

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:

Just as he was placing his camera in position, the sand at his feet began to move with a rustle. He drew his foot back, shuddering, but the flow of the sand did not stop for some time.

What a delicate, dangerous balance! 

— Kobo Abe / The Woman in the Dunes