Mg Roberts, a zeppelin, a blossom

i want to belong, to never belong to orient is always to suffer in corrosive regression rusting through us rusting audience as transparent as water I mean smoke always smolders white i want to begin, to never begin hold thumb to set evasion in upward or downward direction see FAQ map wet limbs, cut and flung into a ditch like pieces of sky the innocence of a racial faux pas you overhear repeat trade wet for dry barometers stolen geography, stolen tense metal pressured in earth concealed in threshold apology bruising some blossoms don’t get to: reappear i want to forgive, to never forgive minerals pressurize under earth does a tree fall in the forest surrounded by blossoms and or limbs? flight-summoned you appear with activated wings all scale & boneslick you are at the center of blossoms apple-picker, lung breather, coffee-drinker: asp is this about tending to the room or the orchard? a wet garden with the twinkle of toxic metals in peripheries, a place where one day a loft will grow or something like this the shine of feathers a seed planted in mica light all this talk of violence hot air the cry of something pressing into skin undermined wing & breastbone ache take flight in codes rewritten i want to believe, not to believe is this a game? verbs rise in tones some blossoms don’t somatize cells & webs hold fast to the function of organs the narrowing through the function of “or” all the ways to dislodge insistence if you move your body you can change the shadows atoms breathe scatter light what else to witness for wolves? meme as distance, meme of song snakes write everywhere click here                               to strike from a distance a thumb, a name, a vertebra aggression, daylight, territory, extermination failed gardeners dig, failed headlines are written everywhere watery lines in our lined mouths line me branches through user-generated keywords i want to imagine a space in which this is possible: forgiveness