a nexus of nerve-endings,–


a never-ending, + ceasing-too-soon

display of our skin’s ec/static circuitry ::


your limbs, illumined, plug into mine.

[i’ve never known these nodes to glow so bright.]


im/pulses flash in energ/etic hues

as my wires entangle [+ enter] you.



in the beginning

was the word.


a mute note:

void; unheard.


it ascended the throat

(that choked-up aisle)


to the mouth, baptised

in a pulpit of spit and enamel.


syllables strained at the pews of the teeth,–

congregating in phrases and aching to speak.


the tongue is an altar.

it alters my sermon-song.


my words dissolve

before i have begun


Raptor | Rapture

A gullet or a guillotine?


Was I nestled, lulled, in a crooning throat

or snared by the blades of a beak?


Perched near my ear

a caw, a cry,

a croak which splutters

coarse and gravel-dry:


‘Perhaps it was both, my dear.’


In epidermal dreams I still condone

its carrion-kiss:

the rummage; the ravage;

the scimitar-split of my trunk so wide,–


Wide as an avian eye.


It pecks past my bones like an off-white xylophone,

plucking my entrails like strings.