january 2021

 

                         (i)

 

...although occasionally a few vowels

a few consonants do leak out

 

the abyss fights on in unwavering silence

punching the darkness

 

for what use is a larynx out here

in this ultraviolet mist

 

in this immensity that burns

at the back of the throat

 

what, for that matter, is the use of any vocative sound

if it merely foreshadows oblivion

 

if its descriptions fail

its nouns turn to pulp

 

and its adjectives fall apart on the tongue

this language of the vanquished

 

leaking out

relishing the predator’s mouth

 

this ultraviolet self

burning in the mist

 

this larynx surrounded by flames

by no ordinary transcendence...