rough fragments for Memory Swerve (pt 2)

"pain and patience in the annealed life/ preceding harvest" (Theodore Enslin)

by what
cracked chimney

does the would-be mercy
escape in the Polish nightscape?

pouring or poured
endlessly away,
it was as yet caught
the lit and unlit,

ball of sandpaper, hewn
at the edge of it

throated soul wanting verge

as yet

to go elsewhere
or no-