1.
Absence makes the heart go
in spite of itself.

I lack.
Dare not to think it.

Tried the word–

slightly ajar— a barbarity

larger than the house entire

holding everything together
Howl————- Howl———- Hello
heavy

with antiques, shoes, carts

clotted blood.
A kind of garden.
 
2.
The ship needs the sea.

The sea needs rain,

a net of names

solar system
And the sky is held.
When we said bread we meant hunger, soup,

a pot of tea.
This is love, the last

reality.

Wood   fungi phosphoresce      mixed with sky
thoroughly roasted and unbroken

Paradise is here