getting it down

They say "some creative work" will "balance"
in combination with
other tasks, methods,

      Finding the circumference
within which to
                      dwell
as if with some comfort
     or, as the Buddhists say, despite
this pain --no--
in it, but not OF it--
                               that's wrong too,
I think

So, finding some rest in this?
        stories of sleep taken and
             sleep walked through
                    forgetting how
to hold a pen
                and hating my fragility (increasing)

between the lines
the way the body
        sags in its
container
         despite the compartments
         of sex, digestion, racial characteristics, purification
                  of the humours

"the brain..."   "the brain..."
cooking in its jellied ("moral") galaxy

This fire is fake; we make much
of its position
in the skull, its
protein
            The blood wants to burst
out, occasionally
                         raising the temperature
                         "We can only hope"

someone I love
          someone I forgot how
to love
someone to whom love was,
        some who couldn't
        say what well
        they knew, and couldn't
climb out of it

So in desperation gets it
down with a Caliber pen

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