words are not home

head is not home home is deep

beneath the Orakei Korako


tallest mountain climbed last

friday was the race to open two eyes that burn


heavy with the weight of muck and mire

disjointed words muddled through torn peaks of the Aoraki


natural programming of the brain is a jumbling alphabet

calibrating from to form rochester to roschecter


send a crawler through the honeybee hive to learn humility

by trawling through viscosity to the queen bee


she articulates perfect grammar her perfect sentence

structures cutting holes in fumbling lips


when x + y = 52 years of quick equations

but past tense slows feet down in the present


a word is a mountain atop a word-mountain sits a herculean monster

20 years spent watching you kill giants

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