August 7/ 3:15/lc
Stopping
you see RED passing over
her silent placid face: a lily in her right hand:
the Paschal flower:
the passus:
STEPPING OVER
this threshold: the left hand indicates an
exposed heart, ringed with thorns and roses,
a heart in flames
HALTING: certainly
STOPPING
IN ORDER TO
GO ON
Listen you --
What was going
on in the 18th century that Herschel was able to see
beyond RED? As you are grave-stepping with Death, and the smell
of the blood and the rot makes you attractive to crows; nests you in your
father's death
where
broken faith was never found
Oh god, oh
god you are tired.
The house spins.
Out front are the wolves.
But not yet Dogs:
There are no fearsome Dogs.
The Dogs have yet to come.
Do something
sensible. Perhaps breakfast, a bath
First you must wash the images of the gods from the gods:
He was a father
She was a woman
Making the wealth of dead evident
Say: This
is enough.
Say: For god
sakes, the entire city is a threshold!
A dark female has arrived and stands
just outside you.
Dress buttoned wrong and shoes leaking blood
A dark female
taking up the blood
carrying the
blood all the way
back into
the terrible hollow
Where
You
are singing My love and I
see you there
Red
Radiant in the black glass:
Listen --
You don't
care what anyone tells you. You don't die with the name of
god on your lips.
Hush. Go to sleep. It's late. The candles from Cincinnati have all burned
down.
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