new leaf

find the sky opening and drink - the words like rain on your tongue (find home in faith's hope); one note at a time, striking down - bolts of heaven [when you find me, write me open: new leaf. new leaf.]

what's there

eaten out glory, crowning memories of the flesh, hollowed hallowed core, goried resplendent dreams of skin like pith in my mouth

the temper of angels

in the silence of spirit find fire, fire rising - break open the temple doors
and rescue -
rescue the damned who spit you down while gorging on uprooted trunks
your home
birthing plenty with blood to show
the voice of angels in the mire
growling

sun find

that lost glance lifts my spirit: rain washed from top to bottom.

get mail

frantic tap of the damned: happen, dammit... something happen... to radically change the parameters... an unexpected call to anonymity, an invitation to disintegration, a flirtation with upturned reallocation... taunting promise of my erasure - disappearance and the howling expectancy of the call; disappearance and the howling expectancy of the call

rebirth

exorcised demons
in the foreground -
ravished angels
caught in the
opening

(call my name)

unseen

obscured light
memory's marker
smeared and stained

when you find me, look harder