Here beside me: you, who become home through the doorway, damp foot stomping, sliding out of shoes. Sliding out of elsewhere: your anythere now is anyhere. Us, as transient as your miner father, unwilling to unpack, unopen, or undo packing taped past. History, locked, can, unlocked, spread as quickly as recall —we keep potential locked. The enormity of alone squeezed into brown cardboard cubes, kept three meters away. Instead we anyhere, I the White Russian, you in an Irish Eunix Sea. Here we drink gratefully and protopack boxes with today, but open out tonight with liquor over our couch.
(You who
sculpts truth as a succubus, and ups dust from that suburb study.
Your lullful hug & lustful blush burns dust as sulphur.)
There beside me: thousands and thousands of brown unwrapped rocks. Towering beside me, their shadow across my legs. They are packed thick with significance that crushes my feet. Immobile I spend my day transformed in shoes. Shoes that I shove myself into, pull up my back, and zip in the front. I, encased in my feet, return to anythere, and sunlit. The green and white coloured suburbia, where I moult. Shoeless and rockless I burn the air. The black smoke of forget. breathes into our lungs. and exhales. and. in. hales. a. gain.
(I that
still drift in, thinking I might find signs this is bliss. I might instil living with this Irish drinking. Still this night inhibits limbs.
I & You: blind in lights which mist thick midnight.)
With my two-coloured pill I swallow
my saliva. I swallow my self and
this chemical reaction makes my
heart in two. They peel themselves
off each other until fingertip to
fingertip I make myself twins.