Tuesday, January 22, 2019

Carceral, Undone

Hymnbook, carceral
Sermon, carceral
Curses, carceral
Antidotes, carceral
Mercenary, carceral
Preacher named Meridian, Carceral
Corinthians, Carceral
Leviathan, Carceral
Arteriosclerosis, carceral
Scars on your lungs, carceral
Breathless, carceral
Syrup over eggs, carceral
Soy and yoga, carceral
Listening too hard, carceral
March on, carceral
Dave Chappelle before muscles, carceral
Smoking dope, carceral
Smoking tobacco, carceral
Surgeon general, carceral
A singer named Marion, carceral
A mayer pitching candles, carceral
Elton, Carceral
Tinder, carceral
Any casual pleasure, carceral
Starving, carceral
Any Black leisure, carceral
Took a plea, carceral
So full, carceral
Ringleiding, carceral
On the ropes, carceral
Amen corner, carceral
Plenty tormented, carceral
Mourners of sinners, carceral
Mourners of saints, carceral
Same shame, carceral
Any shame at all, carceral
Playing tall bells on a short day, carceral
Love of an inmate, carceral
Love with no title, carceral
Idleness/listlessness, carceral
Walking home, carceral
Running home, carceral
Backing omens with spells, carceral
Spelling sunday in hell, carceral
Hedaldo, carceral
Why though, carceral  
Pretty shoulders, carceral
Escape, carceral
Scissors in the snow, carceral
How we go on, carceral
Biting ribbons and chains, carceral
Scratching the words for ourselves, carceral
Until their eyes spill barges, carceral
Until they are caskets, carceral
Until they are backed into the abyss and martyred
As if with no theory of the cage we made out okay
Transfigured by the incaluable roll of this chant  
We made the hours lay down   new vows
How power  warm
How exile  
How minaret windowed with my child’s eyes
Which are the bright eyes that will burn through
Bars to light my star  
What happened  one night
And  another
And an army  of evenings backing into
Those iron    circles splitting opening the gates
Of hell     and highwater         there’s no
Word  for the next   phase of the slave  
rebellion      no clinical nudge  to double over
Our   skin  We say the same thing so much
Of  all   the new  mutes touching  bars

Your testimony   as you can imagine    means nothing





                                                                 Your testimony   as you can imagine    means nothing






                                                                            Your testimony as you can imagine means nothing



Your testimony   as you can imagine    means nothing




                                                                                           Your testimony   as you can imagine     means nothing


                                  
Eyebrows     looking like    two wings flying          away The Dozens  
                                                                                                                                     Deuteronomy's
                                                                                                                                     
                                                                                                                                    I know property is theft

So that in   being stolen   
Our  very    presence became  criminal
And that     is a trap of errant legendary  
Today   can handle       


M a  a f    a    of the slick   edges


Of     capital     punishment       and three hole punch    crows


Empty      a clip     in code                    let it go