from NOTATIONAL

ii



where
i flew over the limits earlier imposed
i woke up in an unfamiliar language,
the one of my birth
afflicted by invisible testicles and shade
exiled i could only go to the hospital
to watch nurses walk stiffly in circles
tho the mortgage was still due and
a fragrance attacked me
as the bomb fused with earlier warnings of anti-pastoral saga
land became as unrecognizable as faces so
i tried to position myself behind the bomb where I knew
i could disappear because perception dissipates
wherever deception captures error
and incessantly recharges


    your arm dead on my arm