Stasis in darkness.
Then the substanceless blue
Pour of tor and distances

God's lioness
How one we grow
Pivot of heels and knees!--The furrow

Splits and passes, sister to
The brown arc
Of the neck I cannot catch

N***a-eye
Berries cast dark
Hooks----

Black sweet blood mouthfuls
Shadows
Something else

Hauls me through air----
Thighs, hair;
Flakes from my heels.

White
Godiva, I unpeel----
Dead hands, dead stringencies
And now I
Foam to wheat, a glitter of seas.
The child's cry

Melts in the wall
And I
Am the arrow

The dew that flies
Suicidal, at one with the drive
Into the red

Eye, the cauldron of morning.