the mute tv
in the peri
phery the little
phones bark
the fridge
hums my ear
s ring there
are many lights
i eat yog
hurt and hurt
enough i am to
drink more wine
to night i
move in vast
steps i am
the only one
in the house
therefore thou art
not
here and
there is no
space you can
inhabit
here
i drink
more wine
and photographs
inside your
dark interior
flicker
loud enough
and long