uhh

Maybe too much. These gaps are huge...which may in fact be appropriate.
So I like the word.

LACUNAE

if something missing here, art. flesh.
...not just sick of these conversation collectives,
but of comparisons too—general
identities, ages, bodies, religions: lopsided.

then meditation in the abstract: whether tight or wrinkled
as skin over the whole skeleton of knowledge.
grafted, blended, burned, oiled, painted,
suctioned together. is this what they think? and I?

who is who is they are you? collective
overdose, suicide: you ask what difference—
of mess, sloppiness in the acts? of intentionality,
individuality. digging down, I find myself grave-deep...

within a mire. if something missing within me,
already He is here.