RALLY

RALLY

i said yesterday while you forgot, there is not enough indifference

to become embalmed, after all this distance and education

there is still fit, within stand and tachometer adding up

the disease and without…

                                                hated recognition and insistent existence,

destroyed trier, attempted exaggeration. All persistant

without hope, without sign or need, leave – BLEED, this

is not what catalogued there –

                                verbatim.

twisted initiate, finding syncopated reason, differentiated

treason, necessary luck and séance, love like invitation and

constriction, conflicted with whats not

and all.

inside it. sleep. and divide like orgasm, stricken and

tormented but satisfied - …insider it.

                                                                                like knots. and requiem living and

buried yet. whenever nonchalant there is poison to attempt, there

is too much delivered and hastily tasted. like perhaps

waiting on the bookshelf, and discovery limited, like informed

and situated but memory grasps, like story stated and

mention out there saying – like indifferent, a torch

for mesmeric, crawled up inside the entity as if its all

the territory, like now being dismembered, and lever on call,

like chimera being decisive and satellites pausing mould, like

very much and champagne stinging to dance again…

                                but wherever solidifies and dries upon the

line, there is desire but on the terminated decline

like sundry

                                and celebratory

and delegation

                unmeant

wherein myriad

                                and tolerated

jumps ahead unkempt.

decision.

nicolee ferris 300105