He died of a ruptured

aneuryism.
“I’m on your
meatline now,”
I told her,
with its
architectures
and playing
cards the murmur
of its tongues
limited and
waning memory.
In my view
ideal objects
are towers
of blood
simultaneity
creates them.
This is an example
of association of
ideas. They
do not know
how to read
drawn-out
vowels. Yes
but you have
already
committed
a crime, it has
become
patterned by
darkness.
I can hear it
breathe.
The convicts
wear black
and stand
separately
at the edge
of the ocean


                                                                                                                Copyright © Hannah Silva, 2008