from memory

first i knew memory

then it was gone

then it was wedded to the moon

that i was not

first we were invisible

but substance hovered

substance covered

i lost my faith in language

and then i saw it easy

turn your head 

towards your toes

look beneath

the cold floor

look beyond

the naked door

look and look

until you see 

there is a bird

inside your heart

look at the star

that greets your wart

look when we ask

how beautiful is the simple life that never makes itself understood to the most complicated creatures who refuse to see the straight in straight

they only terminate

we listen to the voices in our head

we walk upon the dead

we manifest

because we're too late

to be you, be me

we don't stop this talking

eternal speaking, yapping, barking

hopping with our words

i worry

this is what i worry about

worry for

worry if

i wont make it

i kill the bird in me

roots and feathers, clawed paws

i push the star afar

i wait at the edge of beyond 

i sit and wait and split.