w a t e r..d u s t

water dust
the taste of broken lightbulbs
static play of charge
starvd vacuum licking outward

he emerges from the furnace heart
in million neon
voice like thorn a tongue
of noise to tear white chiffon


& they have entered the petrified forest
a fire made of glass shards crackling
burdock, monkshood, rapeseed
where the branches mesh like a wing

& the slivers in the glassfactory waste-pit
whisper on thru airconditioning forever
the geology of infinitesimals diamond grinding diamond
spiralinward to the blinded core

to the core of the nub of the heart of it


in a primary school of one
the maimed child dips her one toast soldier
over & over, into a dry white eggcup
hearing faintly something

or the wind \ a window shatters on the \
something imperceptibly
extend itself forever out
across the perfect field

video screen showing only noise
gordon kennedy : water dust gordon kennedy : the guild of surgical alchemists gordon kennedy : for holderlin gordon kennedy : fragment morning
gordon kennedy : venice gordon kennedy : aminal gordon kennedy : harry crosby is dead gordon kennedy : spider death readymade