AH without limit AH without source
PERIPHERY/ CENTER
VOICE
Banished,
the exile envisions return,
his longing
deepened by the distances crossed
Hhahaahaaa! another's tongue tolled thy ear
now you have it, now, you can speak
CENTER/ PERIPHERY
Not where one begins or ends, but where all experience arises
Cloak of dawn, darkness that will not pretend,
container that cannot be contained, compressed and invariant force,
a single stroke marks you off,
ignites VISION/ VOICE CENTER/ CENTER
Proximity overwhelms, the inaccessible more real than real,
threads of the finest color, silver that tastes of blood
stark clear earth and sky
piled upon earth and sky a body moving towards
PERIPHERY/ CENTER
Edge to fall off or vantage for attack
((((Here))))
there is no turning round
Under endless sky force gathers and dissipates and gathers
encircled by gap and loss
VISION
CENTER/ PERIPHERY
AH without source AH without limit
A(h)!spiration
Anonymous alcove where we dwell
Mound where death celebrates our passing
Future-shaped reverie
Un-peopled vastness
distilled from light
Triangular and looped letters
where eyes peer-ah!-Vestiges of the unspoken view
Peeled bark, mural within mural, skinprints
scraped from prayerful palms,
rippled voice
that unmasks eyes
and shapes lips,
the brightening air rising
echoing Ah! Echoing that
Life defining wind whistling through us
Emergent form
unlike all that precedesˇ
...enigmatic wall,
undisturbed
by your magnetic fields,
your barbed
hellions, we pass through
Ah! voice and vision that leads us,
we eye we eye in fingertips and toes
in the touch of palms
and sole that wetness that buoyant
allows each step
to root and reach back
rocked into
into her calling
us here
how she says
how she sees
how she molds
her tongue
threading the ah
pirouettes each coo
coo roo
To hold back to hold back. High and afar--looking toward--never to recall how hard slamming shut is. Abandoned. Soundless. Soul-less. No solace, but history and dream, multitudinous mirroring, glorious-we rush to say-expanse. Somehow one begins. For only a moment remains. Then: then.
That's how it will be. Through mirrored past, without fail. (Without that impetus, thought complicates the design, stamps it with lack, with need, with necessity.) Giving up all that remains.
To be done with it, to have her here,turning astrideˇ
Body cast light, vagina shaped clay, riverstrumpeting descent,
skyskulledwhiteneddunes where seething marks brows with open wet wanting
ah! the
slash
of ah!
seals
our
lips, o
tongue
that
tellsthe
se lips
to open
open,
open,
touch
me
now
touch
me
now
there
Star to steer by, pivot of creation,
at the crossroads, single sound emergent in all directions
myriad patterns, innumerable names,
encircled dawn, in passing, light that will not fade,
that speaks to us, sign, for all times and places,
indistinguishable from bones, thighs, and lips,
sacrificial, that bless, that bleed
belonging here and all ways
always --initiatory symbol
synonymous
A
Source and seed--
the mouth and tail of this snake-like crossing,
not yet looped & lassoed, nor touched with savage
intensity, A pointed and A part, cadenced
and channeled--you want to say: yes,
wanting, you say: no, but what through and through out
says so, is not marked by want or will or wish,
or by wisdom halted, ah! what allows blessing and desire to be,
sails on wings of love's folly, and make no fault of it,
no violation, the slightest breeze, the most intimate aspiration, Ah
wakens all there
Brows marked with signs, portents that cannot...
Conceive, as she does
Final, not first, formed by all that precedes,
seed of what befalls us, note struck by refracted light, dawn's first sounding
come upon us in sudden encirclement, stroke that defines distance,
shape that forestalls endings, horn of oxen, womb of deepening want,
how shall we speak? Breath that wakes all always ah! our days of your bidding;
our nights, bare and wounded, captive to your sorrowful sigh,
in language that clothes us, with sound
that strips away all lies
While this matchless delusion lasts, a widening gap closes in, encloses
in cadenced fall. The same seeing takes us in its marveled
trance
out there sudden flare of liquid-like light
as in a summer field of fireflies lit from within/ flickering
steady
a lllllllllilybelled
wholeness, a loopy glowall all
around
crashing shorelines
the weighing pull and push torqued and sainted his his his his
hers hers hers the weighing pull and push
milk of her shit, shit of her milk
with the taste the taste
the taste
where nippled earth bleeds, cracks in the cement seeded with wanting
the taste of living
ah!
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