Everything Just Sprawls

With an intelligence, like networks of mushrooms

I am learning how to breathe deeply

Yoga With Adrienne, the everything just sprawls

As always, I don’t know what to say

Strange armour, a petal rosary

I wish I knew how to cry

Phil Elverum sings and David Berman’s dead

What relief is found in ritual fires?

Bodies of water wind: a vulgar gesture like

When you say that it might be OK

Strange armour, a petal rosary

A blissful kingdom, all things forgotten

Some days it’s hard but some days it’s just a painting

I wish I knew how to cry

Run and run, gold in the eye

Blue on the lip, at piece for a while

We say our goodnights, I start to cycle home

Get hit by a car and break my teeth

But beauty is a wound or just, there’s a kind of charm

In carving out a person from their youth