of tendencies, hinges

it is easy to obsess over small objects

paperclips spoons and q-tips when self





grooming generates silence — virginal

trumps untamable — the renunciations


of dullness does not lead to desire
with upturned hands at rest awaiting

it is easiest to use sadness as a utensil
to push people away spiders construct

traps from their abdomen we’re all
oxidizing for controlled expiration


but only reveal this before

asking someone to love us 


a kind of undressing — it is easy
to section and peel a tangelo

even false origin stories reveal
shame, a cerebral echo chamber

to mark focal point as hinge
gathered, at the center, coral