october 2021

 

                    (i)

 

...listen to their voices

the exterminating angels

 

listen as they replace

as they exchange

 

one stunning darkness with another

for theirs is the language of wings

 

of human fat

of soap

 

of monolithic narratives

their voices unable to be voices

 

their purple, black wings beating the air

sweeping away the ash

 

these heaps of severed tongues

these promises of some sterile transcendence

 

all lies and more lies among so many

that pass like wounds

 

through one face to the next

these angels exchanging monoliths

 

snacking on what’s left of prophecy

wiping from their mouths the remains of justice...