DEFINITIONS XXI
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Lady in white hanging clothes: white stone summer’s, which moon is it but the moon always going somewhere; timid lettering of the words I still don’t know how to spell, but do it correctly anyways.
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The sentence questions everything: scales for all you didn’t need to know; and the witch who weighs less than her clothes, is she what remains, suddenly at the bottom of you?
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A knight must wander so far: to lose horse, armor, gender, anything; to see the horns of antelope curve up from the dry fields, and the moonlight wind around them.
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The spiral moon dances there among the horned toads: as I lie in the bushes, no one will believe me, have the thoughts I never had, go to this far away land of what’s actually here.
DEFINITIONS XXII
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Write the letters out of order: let the music speak language back to its original insanity; lightning rewriting those bibles we walk around in.
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“I know it’s today when I start talking”: language on its way everywhere; what is it, what does it mean?
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It comes from far away: is it what you wanted, did you stop wanting, and just listen, as the unicorn brayed from its dusty corner of the windowsill?
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The sun was hot you removed your hauberk, head-dress, nightgown: you took off your armor; is this the question they tried to prevent you from asking, to remove the sun?
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