Rabbithole

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In the truck at his funeral time catches up to me / beaks me into
opaque-ness / a cog in the ignition

Dad asks
do you believe in Heaven
I do not answer / He sips his water
be sad
sit with it
but don’t give too much of your sage away
your mom needs it right now
the things we give him  he takes it
with him wherever he’s going
but we don’t touch him when we bury him
or he takes parts of us with
him and leaves the grief on us
if we do touch him  we wash our hands
in cedar water  when it runs off our fingers
and back into the
ground  it knows where to go
like rabbits  in the winter
they return to the loam
of your grandfather to keep
him warm  like the pelt of a ram

x x x
1. Argo steers to decim ation on cedar water to get the Golden Fleece
2. do you send someone on the journey to be killed or do you sacrifice yourself who gets the deenástsʼaa’ whose wool made the fleece in the after life
3. you would like that in the after life

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I reassemble a language a man plucks a Queen from his deck deliberately loses the match a match from the char of both my thumb and finger a friction in space out ripples across time & I cannot remember Carry and I can not find the End where is the poetry where is the thrasher if it takes shelter in the holes of I,

a clip ash of percussions weeds my way towards the vapors a stout a wave coast I cannot press against the
lining of my cheek.

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a lexical meaning
the percussion In the afterlife [            ] there exists. it breathes. waits [      ] the fracture of the drought. the black back rabbit instills [            ] . begins. we cannot have [            ] the reservation. at fifteen, I light-flood [            ] your sage house. patch nosed [            ] horror.
the cog in the ignitionthe Wool in place
thereupon
higher than
upon
across
beyond
next
above
in
position
past
more than
on high
over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over & over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over

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When does a drought begin and when does it end again? does a drought begin and when does it end again? When does a drought begin end again? a drought does it end again? drought end again? drought again? drought? again? ga- When did ga- begin and when does it h? did ga- begin and when does it h? When did ga- begin it h? ga- begin it h? ga- and h? ga- h? gah When did gah mean rabbit? When did gah rabbit? did gah rabbit? n di gah? di ga di i

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language  a barque wades the waters  i find
tiny rocks  here, they call it sand soar  the Plovers  turn my gut
in his tales  I’m in his talons in the tongues  where does it pike
pace  itself does the  loam change
the way we  pike  world  do we own this  loam of  languages?

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At last rainfall, it drains down the
hill and away away from a house in sage built in aquifers of coffee whistles of empty glasses of clinks in sink water this is the sound of Good Faith under  -door   under-   is t h e r e a n afterlife?