they’re looking for light
for light.            karen.

who is she?
does she see an energy?
Its uses and abuses
the caretaker cares for you
you like see it in an arm
propped open with dialect

            uses and abuses
when I brush against you

I am in the brush                                        and the birds are shatters
looking for light
I am matter                                        the caretaker takes
but also thrown into thirds

the way your words
adhere to air like skin
not a curse but a through
the third reverses all the hearses
the third reverses all.
and concomitant is a rail that runs
its ennnnjjjjuuunssss so is the border
this is really a place I run from and to
music understands this
God scissor out the guns
God begun where were you born.