in response to / a conversation with DuPlessis' DRAFTS
4 (IN) Which
"How white "all color" the color / of luminous death"
white death radiates unleavened
lifting cities elide the spectrum
of language spoken
"articulate a blank blanked space, a dotted dotty line"
moves by way of perception on a page of noted / pieces flake
onto, fall off the edge, eliminate margins what refuses here
to circulate circumnavigate
"each line is an inter; there is no action"
interstice / interstitial
in which there is no (character, plot, life-changing ring tones glittering) but think "otherhow" (yes I know you are listening)
digress in order to depend on sentiment -- in other words the shimmering ink spreads under the puddle dissolves each word
"inside the paper of the page / the iris watermark I suck"
" a brush flick of / shimmer" (I swear I used this word before turning the page)
"amid which nuzzle worms and shaking dew."
"cherry words" sprinkled over salad homemade dressing tells each story of how we came to be clever ugly cruel each crack in the sidewalk undisturbed (I can see the words before they appear control the page with my thoughts) patterns reflect moods of sky and social action
"on which words could be feeding the cow / inside the ruminant middle."
but the images clash here as I trip over the waves of possible action beheld in subsequent syllables others following others following ourselves folding our words into the palms of hands de-coded, uncolored
"the whole structure of transcendence" (show this)
a nice image is, simply, nice
show the juxtaposition of intersection and blasting
simultaneous. Require the detail of specific spots of memory
a scene I have constructed to pull toward
an instant horizon imagines how to change what has already
but may not have to
to blast this or she
was never listening
when the original events were told
(pause: how to work in space of breaking
out of this pale face)
(the words fall off the edges flakes slipping away to the floor or where
blow around float away)