Cristine Hume

Everytime you drama
the sky you fall in two. let me become
You cross the unsound
bridge till it rattles a clear storm; let
you free. You ghost
the rotten reindeer them not lament
hanging in a dwarf tree,
its tight flock veering; my chemical color;
you ghost them
because her shadow let the law
never did get any attention.
Straight roads be out
vex her shadow, wheel-blue,
gas-blue in the backseat, of joint; let one
blue as a field
that only dogs can hear. last worm gnaw
You tilt into
the blinding clouds a nervous climate;
because it takes
a vacancy to know let my backwards
true will. Though
you were not made alphabet alone; let
this way. Though you
cannot sort the ill the secret pulse
from the illness,
her gaunt person against of snow, let it
unfinished weather
rides out another solution. pick glass
You unlearn it.

You speed or slow, from my lap;
it only proves
it isn’t you let the delicate
disappearing, returned
as channel wind be bearable;
touching the mumbling
galaxies. It’s only let moving through
inside your ear
that has its fevers and curves complete me
whatever it demands.

The window is mine and all the sky within it is mine
feathery in the corner strikes three times the fox
circulates snow hurried over white fur and I am
almost dreaming about a man in a boat if my teeth stay perfectly still
I am almost dreaming about shark teeth
on a shiny highway that escapes me into a grand scale
and is mine like a bed cracked by the ice plagues end in
that’s the hole I’ll dream through all that sky
snags and draws out whoing if I slow my breath
a candle eats air from my mouth
veining an electrical pattern I know it by the numb
and all the snow in the window is mine too in fevered grays
it makes me bright inside the moon admiring anything
could induce a stutter as if being possessed
were a part of the sleeping process
to lie in the dark and see that proof is Precambrian
and snow is permission to dream of rising wet out of arctic water
my hair silver and thick as the swordfish frozen to my hand
sweating like the streetlight is also mine
it sinks the snow as birds will slow my sleep circling
a rock the ocean current surrounds in white fur
bubbling inside something bent over itself
so cold I’ll almost dream the water a dead body displaces

Where it comes from
Is a blue mind feathering overhead
Its forty true sharks
All their eyes under me
I get them loose then
Blitzkrieg across a wrecked forest
Squared in ice I slide on the arrow
Arch grammars that way
And starve the air of me
Animals growl at clouds
Pitched alive in their stratified ages
Through them a straight lift
Makes every part of me seem extra
The excess of what lacks
Trucks my million borrowed teeth
Then stuns me into long-leggedness
Edged sheer against the axis
I terrify allegro
Am sent out
To translate heft by triangulation
The flash hurts as it fits
Shadow pouring itself over
Orbits that help by scatter and sync
So that quickness expands one thing
Digging through air large as snow
Its pelican demands
Its chemical touch and go
Orients the hoar-freaked way
Where circle winds make me elegant

Because I love them enough
It is the same dazzle
I hinge at I am the same length
A zero length as long as the lake’s
Forwarding a great spill of it
Not a drop but
To the one-eyed the mindwire
I skew a symmetric heart
Put past webs marking wind
Past bells without tongues glinting
The sun pulls me where
I oppose the sun I breed the sun I rule it out I fuck it
Inventing the only way to be alone

Cursing his eyes’ erasing motion
His face caught snow & his horse
Prevented falling sickness
Diadems & degrees echoed
Every red electricity spit out
He starved a beast & became full of tricks
Now a lightning maker could feel
What a lightning of metal tasted like
It hammered at him & joined disease
He felt the storm sew magnets in hems
He felt fevers of wept railings
Amazed how hot an animal is
So sorry so chattered so scat sorry so strung
Sweated horse light excruciating sweat
Birds went in & out of his mouth
He lived out of his mouth
Sucking the slap backwards
Then everything wanted to be
Killed at the rural spot