the consonant stuck

on the slope died where

slope was tubes writ

hing from a pillow or

the laundered stones cr

acking in the suffixes'

passed air across the

sheet's blinding lang

uage like the sea of

lyrics eaten so the

letters would coughed

up be downside up a

mirror of burning

teeth as teeth were

boulders camera in

dexed in your fingers

fell across limp your

hand held your eye

vibration in the half-

remembered movie theater

when the lights closed down

While circling through Ivan Argüelles'

“trobador” & “memory of light”