i.

i reach towards you/ for fire

my mouth is stained with memory.  i just

opened it up
& let the air in	i just/ you	 just/


		exodus/ &


i answer the phone
when it questions me


there is some thing impossible
at the other end: there is



some thing


definite
ly




ii.

the phone keeps ringing.


i reach towards you/ there is ice
thick with saliva beneath


my finger nails--

what hunger was it/ i remember now:


some june flower: some
cherry pit
rested in the 2

am


light comes from out side.  themoon
has waned to no thing i see clear
through to
sleep


standing before
streetlights
in the corner/ god
 is leaning
against the window

isay,your hands


&,
on the sill

strange fruit




iii.

the sound is at me
like a snake	now
sheets wander through the room.god's hand prints are on the glass


i took the phone off
the hook/ some thing's missing


some thing's missing me




iv.
i left the carpet to you.i left the blood
unhinged.i left all the air & memory in my jaw
& washed my body clean


there is a thirst some where deep & fast
as a hole.




there are places

where i am red now
there are places
where more than water i am air & what ever
hunger once lived, has gone to dirt

there are places
where the burn is ice/ wherewhen i reach towards
touching,my feet leave the ground behind

10/19/2001

Posted on 10/19/2001
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