fierce unarticulated
you
hanging
air strung
out or
seethe now
glare
i
i
firmly unwriting
underbelly of
each
letter
this you
and what is not
printed
here
hear
the i between
consonants
consternation blending
into that which
was said
to be
you
you
overheard
scratched out
impulse
matter forms
of i
instants without
beginnings
unformed
of
of
the informal
matters taken out
of contexts
i remove(-d)
from you
blank
page(s)
uncovering mumbled
stretches
equal
equal-
distanciation for footing
as in cursive
ink undone
you
glimpsed
past beat
which i
was it
as sound
once
a bee
a be
-ing back
in this
red
word
this one you
flat i
between the slip
of yes
this page
spaced before
the next
Tuesday poem #664 : Dani Spinosa : House
2 days ago

1 comment:
so fabulous, the spareness, the movement, the sound...
jd
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