[NOW]

by nathan spoon

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           a word     is appearing

on your right hand     and again

on your left hand     [now] the same word

is shining on your forehead

 

in the beginning of the idea     before

you were what you     [now] are

a figure     almost a being of sorts

differentiated as you

                                     before you settled

 

to watery simulacrum     breathing in

and out     you moved your fingers and toes

on the banks of a burbling river

                                                      then when

we met I became you and you became

 

who I was

                     [now]

                                   we are here

 

[now] we are back from the dead

[now] we are disturbing and overwhelming

whatever it is we are doing     [now]

we don’t remember     forgive us

 

as antlers emerge     out of air

and when nobody is looking     we

are brittle as the earth under

the double vastness of northern sky