Emergency

An aperture. A surveilling state. On display.

Between betweens. This body dressed.

In calcified sugar. Brittle. Breaking. Sweet.

O house of crows. Into every room.

Face changing as I step. And am walking.

Very slowly. Carrying a staunch candle.

Flame flickering into the four burrows.

Of me. Inside me. Eating me. A haunting.

Of a living beast. Not just being a body.

But also the idea of. The physical + imagined.

Like notes and their instruments. A bell.

Is elemental at the moment of inquiry.

Come quickly now. As liquefying time.

Is the state of revision. A shadow cast.

Returns always. To its perpetual form.