A Hunger for Something like Prayer – For Hilary by Gabe Gomez

 

Boy collects words. Awake
In chorus. Lunges the lips, listens.

A conversation. Surgically precise.
Phrasing pauses. Breathes than/then speaks.

Less of himself copied. Sits zazen in transcript.
Less so in translation. Then all collapses.

She’s leaving. Another country. It’s far.
Time is again. Perverse and aloud.

Without architecture building starts. Edges
untangle. She is distance, sentence, stanza.

Sand is everywhere…

A new meter deadens
with noise. As if whales breach.

Sit. Carve to posture. Swell into volume.
Let her take it. Let her take it all.