Post-seizure # 26

Carol Shillibeer

doorway crammed shut behind the last 50 years of journals
broken histories & remedial futures, brocade forests, lettuce sky
no one lives long inside a whale, architecture of knowledge goes viral
arms like blown over corn stalks

Red tongue of a speeding train, ripple of silken hills

distant rocks piled notes, black keys with bass strings
jackrabbits twist on long hinds, bronze lips pierced by blue whiskers
sagebrush & yellow-headed snakes mate under magenta clouds
along the dark legs of life suns dance

Rumble of fingers down keys made of nipples and knees

Carol Shillibeer lives on the west coast of Canada, in the Salishan territories. She has pieces in a variety of journals.