Jean Vengua/ The Aching Vicinities / 5


Oh


It would be nice to begin with oh. Oh this oh that

Breathing out something, a pecan, a christmas light

The clicking of a laptop at rest. A timed resolution

I have no desire to resolve this at the moment

The synapses a short circuit or vital communication

I couldn't care less. Having sought the I for so long

Being timid has its positive points, repercussions

moving quietly amid the noise of the day. Sleepy.



O

the intermittent rain you see over a series of days drifts
down and i am porous too the signs shelter doves i hear
them under the bridge waiting for the signals to change

often she thinks of sex while riding on the bus the way your
hands your fingers considering gauge viscosity seek pathways
in this is the vowel and in this is the verb to be to press

the case a little lower now higher up where it is permitted
to bite the mouth is an o and all parts together stem the o
there is a line to be traced and saying with impatience how

the hair gathers here darkens in the wet a formal allusion
to nature obscuring the fold which we say with hunger words
we all say in our porosity but for love, hold back a moment


 
 
 
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