Ev entual ly

yr beaten and burnt
bones orgasming grafiti
fragments, fire, text, sense
-ational mind games a
broach baring this ache
falling from the finished sidereally
sea sheathed in
suprasensual skin she
names a sensitive library staircase stretched
out over auroral existence and
I'm so
Constantly becoming
love,
teeth, flesh, spine —
less tautology than sunpouring
in patient
broad phenomena 
perfuming the barriers of language
quietly
coolly please real heart,
don't be a bland coat because I will
watch in the closed store windows
Sunday clothed and
constantly casting
shadows built for sex
screaming shapes and
my soul a lonely pillar of song
exclusively passing
heavy
trash kisses
riding the bliss of uncertainty
yr pupils help, I suspect
the beaten halves shame a heavy
pity mossed with
rushing, unglued,
unattended I pretended to flesh
out our felt brain
twisting off
any pure grain thought
convulsing, somehow
stupendousspinning
whoknows wherever
 elsewheres and otherwheres
otheryous and us