Michael Palmer

[As if by saying “morning” on January 8th]

As if by saying “morning” on January 8th
the light would be set forward
along the megalophonous shore
 
Was there anything else you wanted to know
about the body where I belong
how the torso is cut off from a waving arm
 
by the yellow space in the background
and how the head has been put on wrong
or not wrong. Each looked into the water
 
and was frightened by a different thing
of his or her own making
One was frightened by stripes
 
and the other by a turtle
even though I knew it wouldn’t bite
but would take me for a ride
 
It was the time when the phone always rings
to dissolve the mediating scene
in which a phone always rings
 
to help us with our counting
I say hello to the lateral darkness
who answers guardedly
 
in painted fragments. The drop of a hat
If the shoe fits. A thin bird flaps
before it sits. Who answers noiselessly
 
Hans Memling is watching from my matchbox
where the serpent lives
This is his nest
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