the thing is that
when incising
the flesh turns
on the point
of the knife and
not the other way around.
it was something
to center on.
now i have nothing
but happiness,
and that, terrifyingly,
is not
a dream.
i. a poet's love ii. veronicae iii. the unpaved iv. prayer-within v. blank and full vi. red earth vii. still life viii. the tic begins ix. arouse alive / a suffering x. de ore leonis xi. fingers of the bird xii. the great good use