Sunday, May 22, 2011

Slave Ship Logic

slaver \SLAV-uhr; SLAY-vuhr\, intransitive verb:
to let saliva run from the mouth; slobber; drool.

[Origin: 1275-1325; <>Middle English slaver (n.), slaveren (v.), probably < Scandinavian]

What is spittle?
the black rust of ground water;
the leaky soil?
What is clung to the cleft of my lips?

(Where is my tongue?)

I have fallowed the bed, searching:
sheets, now, of strewn stones;
veins; banks; belching; bones.
I have followed the red.

But blood is deceptive:
it pushes without pause;
pumps all ideas the same:
Blood is ever deceptive.
And it is,
unfortunately,
everywhere.

Except in my lost tongue:
there there is only
ash;
Dusty, grey, rolling swells of lonely carbon;
A profane land teeming with a seemingly endless absence;
There
there is
only gone.

Essence escapes me.
(gone)
Time drives home.
(gone)
Life is almost.
(gone)