Transmission Outside Words Moon

the other side of transmission

is anything but harmonious

it is a stormflood at the basement door

a bomb in a crowded exodus

it is being injected with ketamine

for listening to violin while black

the heart explodes & stops singing

the confused parabola of our vantage

means that it rains while the sun shines

it shudders & pours blood upon green grass

this world of capsize & vagabond need

with a mask of steely reason intoning law

while wreaking & burning & thieving

flowers wither & greed spreads

the other side of transmission

rises sinuous on the bright thread of friendship

going to lengths to give glory away

trusting women to know their own bodies

choose wisely & caretake our fractious species

it is the boundless expression of warmth

radiant in soft eyes, gentle attention & touch

sympathetic soma forgiving & welcoming

how strangers look upon another

tracing grace lines in young mens’ faces

the heart from horror looks up

when the moment is actualized

we are held & are able to hold

in continual outgiving

breath submission

transmission sews us anew

returns us again to vow

redoubles precious thusness

love alone the bell atoning