M87* (interlude)
Lethe
A river’s murmuring
that induces drowsiness
is corporeal power
primary to
state power
lurching along
the opposite bank
The sky’s enormous
though not in the way
that a stumble
doesn’t efface
the gold glade
gathering
panel
of its diptych
As if it were composed
of two things
in a Spanish song
she misheard
solitude for sunshine;
we were together in it
trying to change
and forget
Love Round
A glow follows
the grasp
of the rules,
springs inflorescencent
pockets of time,
grates light
buds hold
standing
beneath trees
In diamond formation
four low jets
vanish into a cloud
like the sun off
a watch darts
off the wall
as a wrist
twists
Of this dell
in which we met
she’s astonishing