proem

our hero is a we

we take our old & young along

chorus

he said star I said dark matter. a frontrunner like monotheism in a space as broad as space? must
we always be monument?

singular ambition often fails & forgets to let its supporting cast go. blow it up & start again — a
fine model for amusement not endurance

a steady stream of accolades embarrasses existence. we offer no epiphany, surface danger in a
dormancy, the solo & collected, the covert & the vocal

loss

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxthe most important people die &
superlatives lose meaningxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxunder
the hegemony of narrativexxxxxxxxxxxI consign
myself passively storiedxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxno
one wins a hierarchy of painxxxxxxxxxxxxepical
antithesisxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxlacking a
guardian languagexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxbecomes
understudyxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxamnesia comforts
diminishing facesxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxpsyche
in relief against eventxxxxxxxutterance, gesture
juxtaposed & partialxxxxxxxxflared up & pitted
grief absent grace repeats

locus

carved in the wall of interesting facts it’s still
kings versus x witches xx & xx would-be serfs.
whether x we ourselves x go x out the window
there x is x never #nofilter x : x privilege equals
private law x . x in carrying xx conflict x mental
images x persist & devolve x . x break x up the
monopoly x of x consolidated memory! moat the
erogenous! x choose it, x knife club or pie moon
: render the recall x sepia, x vaudeville, x armed
with x radii x anchored in x euphoria x : x seism
disequilibrium, collateral descendants x . x in the
beginning : there are remains .