"Can’t remember—lines, orbs, glass
Which page I aim
Which rule I break
Where I am in evolution
I orbit conversations with meteors
I forget to check out this or outsider
I curve spinal column into earth crust
Why birth language
Why Become
Wave riding Our Father
Ignoring Horus
Who is himself a her disguising"
494
"I’ll marry a person who knows how I take my tea, coffee, and alcohol
And knows when to make which."

my legs looked

everything

jointed

nothing

worth loving but you love them

you love them

you love them

"What have I done, dear God, to deserve this perpetual feeling that I’m almost ready to begin something really new?"
Theodore Roethke, from “First Class,” On Poetry & Craft (Copper Canyon Press, 2001)
calisands:

indie🌻🌿
baby.