from A Thousand Times You Lose Your Treasure

SEEDS AND CRUMBS

  yes a famous mise-en-scene
“when I was just a little girl”

angle looks too much like angel
   and vice a versa

    what lies ahead
  rainbow

  rainbows
  who cares

scatter the song
clavichord it

  the future’s not ours
to see  tenderly

FAILED TOWER CA DAO

sonnet tied to the sky
struck by lightning
in that one film version
of Frankenstein who
was it that feared
the storm and lightning

myth and history twist
exile into a tower structure
also called “mouth”
that feeling of headlong
the site of mother
my longing in language

see my eyes rubies red I feed
on toxic flowers kiss one
or any flower rise clean from
mud water row a petal boat
absurd longing to sing the sun
to exist and live an island of

SHE LEADS WITH FLOWER WANDS

Made by the dead puppeteer the rings
found them it seemed Dry papery magenta

flowers of the wild bougainvillea

Multiple ghosts jab your throat thorns
in the uninterrupted kitchen dream

They could see it was perfect so their prophecy

was fulfilled so the lung smothered dies
so they wrote down their dreams

Their way made unpassable so fall through

worlds dashing the red gourd
        of light on the way