january 2021




...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...