Pink Smog / The Magician, Reversed

pink smog
a foot, a leg, a thigh
she emerges              to disintegrate

not a hair ballad icon from my youth but
a ridge along the breastbone

not a feminal imaginary but
a sounding of present structures

mines for the we i am
family of grammars in the lily
How to assimilate

pink smog -                where i come from
arthritic dance of gastropods

a cement box of curses
microscopic lens from which

i see your wanting
i don’t want to swallow the bones
i don’t want your cephalopod body plan

O bilateral husk of arrangements
a class of decomposition

elides body tissue
& memory holds us hostage
under the carousel glitter

under the dun sand of
Friday night boardwalk glamor
& the armor of belonging

Attaching instruments of
marriage - attaching decline
of moral awareness

Little bubble lights strung up
to suggest cohesion

Constellation of derivatives
or remedies again

pink    smog    rising
from the gutter
of symmetries