Das Oath Tropical Malady
there is no uncomplicated, down in front, under this
tomb's inward arches, beyond sunset and dawn i am safe
from living and always falling: I claw at the empty air,
i feel the nothing of your embrace, i will never plummet
when there is always land to fail me. long after that
otherness has been exhaled up and over horizons,
ramparts, i crawl back to the recurring burial which
parrots what i do, when i did
