alive not well (2015)
name never mine given, stolen, returned, spit upon, dust rising
archaic swelling and clotted vessels, chronically for the broken winged bird
lust burns, toil of you ash, scattered to the wind
upon a heap the resurrection reveals no triumph nor end, more, more, more of the same,
never gone, never gone, try, try, try forget cold cement walls, peeling paint. white, purest you’ll be
(translated by one of the nine)














