Intimate Boundaries: Alpha, Omega

mental editing, mental agendas, closeness we never speak.
an empty house, a new couch, other talkative furniture.
faithful pillows.
this winter is a roadrunner’s chase.
televisions are filled with rattlesnakes.
the wits of the giraffe, a kangaroo’s intuition, battles to claim minister.     

footprints and mud on her soul.
retina mysteries and more existence.
intuitive rhinoceros, enharmonic,
sleeping with seismic.

mirrors, manipulative mirrors, mentors and heroes. silent regression, anti-inhalation, the silent faces. fighting harder, trying more, sweet physical resentment. to ask to hear it, just one time, tell her the most beautiful story—as she swoons.

needing more moments, faraway Africa, needing minerals, gems, jewels, and bracelets.

at nearby Rome, tender apophatic wisdom, certain cataphatic love.

chasing and winning, or losing the inner wilderness:
watching Hildegard in music;
Saints kneeling;
many acrid trials.

closer to mystikos: the raging soul, the oceanic forests, some secular instinct; to battle with time, loving its antithesis, if to extract its existence.

“You go too far.”