Wednesday, April 25, 2007

The Sinking Hip

Volume One: Frontier

the word astronaut
broken in two
means star sailor

so when we fuck
hold me down surround me
so I can feel
as though only one small cloud of me
is wandering out
above the sky

it will be momentless
I’ll barely notice
we are the stars
and the net

and I

pull the ocean up
over the buildings to keep us

knowing we are already
the channel between

it will be the opposite
of me here

clinging to the
warm wind

to this can of warm Pabst
planted on the bar

I am drifting
weightless turned up and out
no pull

tonight I am a million molecules
evaporating and returning

billowing into the
one am diamond
filled blue


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