square water
it.
it
undulates
through vertical
black lines
something.
what?
something watches the lines
something.
what ?
it.
it
listens to
silence convulse
into a metallic conundrum
quickly.
run off
into the dead of time
something is chewing
on a circle
what?
what’s going on?
conundrums convulse
& crackle
as though fire
dressed in fire
listen.
my body shivers
& cracks
watch out.
at the horizon
flames
form an ocean of white fire
undulating towards you
in slow-motion
feel it.
your face
is sea-surrounded by a
salt-less sea
touch my face
amphibian impossibilities
shiver under my skin
witness.
my mental decomposition
my body is forged
from the witch’s guffaw
observe my recreation
there no lines
only circles
**********
a strange thirst
while sleepwalking
last night
i met
a strange thirst
strolling through my dream
its arid hands
offered me the idea of
of a glass of water
its withered
mouth
spoke
drink
it said
you must been
thirsty
from the time
before the concept of you
budded in the heads
of your progenitors
this whole morning
i have been drinking & drinking
gulping down the idea
of water
glass after glass
peg after peg
bottle after bottle
never before
have i felt such a longing
& for the first time
in my life
i realized
that
first
there was
this strange thirst
& only
many centuries later
the idea of my throat
dehydrated & parched
ready to guzzle down
whatever comes
my way
was forged
in it
