two by two
for Patrida Blake & Leighton Craig
with your ear
pressed to a bovine temple
you transcribe the message
from the hammer
enamel circles
that fall into
what they fell
out of →
(pupils) gamma-red
offer two corneas from one eclipse
before it inhales itself
as a squared shadow
listing like a glass boat
yet to be built in a dream
yet to be slept is our ark
waiting for its enigmatic parade
of colour & consciousness
two by two
the flesh on this surface is memory
distinct from its inoculation of the senses
touch dispersed at this distance
is always recorded is always there
to harden bones in unknown meditations
in lush licks of the brush
the father is painted into the picture
and out of sight
in this small university
layered green with insights
we muster silence to intone its forms
but it can only point
to where we stand
even the thoughts of others
remain as self portraits
of ourselves
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