[th(e)reat] → siege engine

Trace Howard DePass

      in my own body ← here i am a siege

      overthrowing a home where no one lives

      but me. i'm too big for my too big head

      too barely anything for want, my love

      built me from a nail in the wall galloped

      to meet the socks on the floor → now a hole

      in the wall i would peek thru & run some

      cable thru so we all could watch cable.

    now, there's a good amount of good reasons

    why no one lives here, no one lives with me.

    my cat even tries to leave. he jumps out

    the window, off the roof, & waits for me

    to catch him with the neighbors. & i too

    trynna be beautiful & loved this way.


i ← suppose: perching for life to begin

is this flatline moving me, failed, forward,

feathered closer to grace each time; going

mother after mother i wake up as

a dove picking lilies from her black i

suppose i love so i know i ain't know

   brevity without withholding a breath ←

   loved those flying ants, infiltrating thru all fronts'

   doors til i (w)as a room entered watching

   for bites tender thicker than all-time's

   to consume ← consistency dragged → this long

   makes me wanna bite bird feet ← too baby

   cat i love you too,... ache in my bones you

   remind me of what is it(?) to be picked ←