A Little Modal Erasure
for Victor Wildman
Is it like the zoo after
hours, or is it more
like turning the pagoda
when she was done?
Perhaps it will be,
strangely, a surface,
but then how will it loop?
Scale is another handmade
matter. Great plates
summoned according
to ruined unison.
Migration Ache Stolen
for Amish Trivedi
Not mine. The science
of desire will achieve —
drown the lake
in the woods. Rather
than the middle
consequently. Reflecting
back scuttles a second
feature. Saturated
gesture of burdens.
Where the Thin Rail Ends
for Sarah Madsen
Mutual if unsolicited,
the patterns of her
life warranted
my hands in
tenderness. Unlit
indifference
self-regulating, a failure
written in descending
questions of night.
Punished for Vanity
for Evelyn Hammond
Render the sympathy
when illusion
reels thought
departed. To know
the way is to
manipulate the other,
to cede allusion
with severed braids
of desire.