you are..

You are the slur against my obsidian detritus

You are an immigrant mitigated to a snaking purlieu

You are the Mersenne Prime beyond my Euclid

You are the iyari beyond my Moirai

You are the caveat before my fatwa

You are the absinthe beyond my phantasm

You are the annexure beyond the Aztecs

You are the peregrine before my acidic Akhetaten

You are the dinero before my dearth

You are the corona unrimming my compass

You are the kerosene before my ritual burning

You are the marrowbones before my mausoleum

You are the aleph before my aria

You are the Calliope before my stricken strophe

You are the grammar faltering my margins

You are the titan tightening his tenure

You are the clear minute before the massacre

by Me

In the tradition of Harryette Mullen

Deja Raconte