Lines of Confusion

And Barren Poetics

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line of confusion … and stones of emptiness
smoke that rises unending
home of jackal, and ostrich and throat-beak
a wandering man can’t call home

safety for snakes to have all of their babies
owls to perch and to watch the things happen
night creatures live there and go unmolested
line of confusion and emptiness

Stones which are empty yet heavy as time
places for birds to bathe heads
land for a fire whose smell won’t retire
the lines are markated and won’t move

people once married there, once had their own kinwork
line of confusion and hatred
taking their justice, overspilling the hills
without a regard for What drove them

kings and queendoms and shelters for babes
racing the earth to have conquest
now they are scattered, with swords where they lived
and smoke rising upward to starfeet

a curse is a curse and a land is a land
and those who wish different do stymie
for once Air has spoken, it does not retract
and the stones which are empty find voices …