[syndicate] poem

[Alan Sondheim]

'i wanted to run with things'

i wanted to run with things and thought i'd lose myself
  in the grinding of bones dust
ran away from me caves for what, what refuge?
does night darken or is absence light product same
if had a secret could tell it here, no one read
example perhaps am wearing clothing women drinking heavily
presenting naked window high above street
o gods descend earth sky fold fourfold flesh into two
momentary stasis something hang on words world
fear collapse my mind, brain shrinking devil's
crystals play against neural pathways synapses desperately
  signal across dark lesions
increasingly moment thuds dull thud creases
smashed deities gone heavy trodden ground upon backs lost weakened
their arms hold close sky, legs immerse waters
such nature excrement, covered earth, doomed, swallowed urine, feces
down fall, fail, collapse, hear nothing see less mouth full you
are that when mouths stuffed can longer speak
choked back tears all was done goddesses were
participle gerund hopeless verbs nouns going nowhere phrases
  cut off at last
that's have here understand there right think below ponder
more - lightning thunder bringing new air swelling implodes
love snakes forms surface
they removed
opened wide pondering
these inconceivable things, furrowed monstrous, waiting dawn day
coming back, returning gifts fabricated just this occasion
friends, mind slips by foreign
will come beseeching ready, awaiting
streaming bone suppurated
always more, supplement accretion, accumulation beyond recuperation
therefore food skin, flesh-food, began ended
children infants
fury policemen soldiers set rid apostasy dire consequences
now myself, body pissed, shat, characters, broken, stretched scarred
i'll scream founding world! wall takes prisoners!
won't let go on, casing shrivels, skull flecked blood
time pack portmanteau head rues distance glare
moments passages hours days weeks years
three four five
each every thought, final harvesting, further, has enough, born
sufficient fruit
borne enough fauna, goodbye