"el nino del sabato"



the language is in the proposition

in the colorings of a sound like red

the words transcribed themselves

in the confusion of undressing her

before

removing the insides of language

colors dreaming

the curated dream

she wears forever on her left ankle

walking

______________________

the language of the proton

hear all his thoughts across the wine dark thin air

in the pulse and pull

a crack appears somewhere at the end of his mind

causing words to administer pain in a corpse-like gravity

"This could be nothing but heavenly flight"

"never a return to the center of things"

dances the tune deep in her synapses

only here on dry land does the shadow of the castle grow

as her new moon rises.....

he understands water

and considers the cost of waging war against the sea