IN SITU

Nanaimo, BC     1/17

their therapists would gather

NAKED

under piney sun themselves

preying on absolution

      and washing of the fantasy
      wobbling
      cantilever
how the filters are placed
the dirty weather
complicated dissonance

and so we buried the left hand
   of the priest
forced him to shout his truths
   he remained silent
   the grey hairs of his sinner body
grew tenacious in form

   swirl of moments
   slow motion
   captured on high-speed film
   triggered apes

getting to sleep waking up having
TROUBLE falling   to sleep
   the panic in the miasma
   clarity