Speak in the Age of Season
in a chance of season, natural & unheard voices shutter,
millions have gone about wavering false phallic order,
bound in endless sets of survival habits and good aim,
like the Sarracenia purpurea, they just cannot help it—
speak through skins of trees and endure the shapes of men,
speak through granules inside mountains which define cement
lines for skyscrapers,
speak through flow of shallow rivers and extend arches of cradles,
speak through eyes and watch leaves sway about a docile breeze,
speak through fire which destroys mountainsides and gives birth to stars,
speak through continental reaches which mimic conduit spines
of a billion oppress backbones,
speak through mantle of spirits in perpetual flight, flying together
with their diminishing teeth exposed,
speak through each bod which mimics moonlight and sunlight
stealing measure of fraying memories in existence,
speak through hair as it is set to flame and releases a flight
of clouds for nourishment,
speak through palms facing upward toward the sky, shaking
the faces behind white picket fences,
speak through sunken boats which build ancient mausoleum
as windows where mounds cease to exist,
speak through bluish puss which pools near smooth and tighten skins
of settling history and tilting sacred toils,
speak through souls of deer cries in darkening darkness as voices
of dynasties shatter rainstorms,
speak through droplets which pour down on hallow surfaces
and on perfect porches of HUD homes,
speak through the hour which carves paths into stone feet
and cracks ankles through small rumbling canyons,
speak through safe hands which lead out the screaming caverns
of blind oxidizing memories,
speak through constellation which guide but are now gone
as dead eighteenth century soldiers,
speak through a need to live through pages hidden over frozen
bodies of untold stories,
speak again, through bodies which are now empty vessels and remain
as webs, in the ebb of morning mist
Copyright Credit: Crisosto Apache, "Speak in the Age of Season" from Genesis. Copyright © 2018 by Crisosto Apache. Reprinted by permission of Lost Alphabet.
Source: Genesis (Lost Alphabet)