Because Again

The surface of the
sun to learned apathy,

speaking by psalm
a clear message that

“you on your own”,
and in composure or

some summary
galaxy of

sorted selves,
the rich-field-might

of fecund,
fight-born parallels,

on air –

white embordered
clips as

imagined quality,
to tint, and

to glow, swung
halo clapping

honeyed, and since
silenced, unwound

Trucking in, one

(fillip flecked)

muse, halving

laryngitic, this
smirching treachery:

that entrance
transitory, the other

sample of
this skein.