vestige in alarmis
i am writing today
but will return there in two
then
return to my life
such as it remains
my relations with others
my friends and my lovers
my work and creation
so quietly transform
reconfigure
in the face of this now
so
i am projecting the ways
in these
these last days
i will throw it away
i am now scraping first dust
that fills
my ancient canals
i will dredge and consume
i will exhume my disasters
i will catch my old itch
and it is with this
i’ll sail
to the pitch and the hum
of my navigation system
built for new normal