(July 2023. Daopoem written by me Tuck and Billy in the daopoetry app.)
finally the beginning of the honeycomb
unfolding fractal and waxy spilling
Good sustenance –
sticking sweet serenity
searching succulent suppose
savor my sins delicious and deliberate
(deep daring dichotomy(
a problem within one’s self))
the self is made of problems
the self is smoke in a glass
the self is not at liberty to say
on i have traveled
in mother’s leaves
and leaves without.
the zapping chorus
of dead flies
does not bother me
much anymore.
much eliminates
not who we are
I felt a sudden rocking and the turn of a
flashlight
over me there was such terror. But still I slept.
dare i lay this striated heart to rest?
dry eyes want to look at phonelight longer
which will not straighten or strengthen
or ease my collapsing spine
i distract myself with the mirror
forgetting the broken faucet
(it comes off in my hand)
louisiana crickets let go of the red river
the delta changes with each sideways pull
of continental halves negotiating divinity
And