day 55

imperfect moon, incomplete sentences,
serious tones, nonsensical conclusions, if any
live, live death, tensions fly,
where we stay, and stay we soon dwell
simple, gentle, moon has veil
to shade it from,
what, yesterday, the moon, rounder.

the core of the imagery is an absence that does not transpose into a different presence. I don't know what this core is. I don't know if Judas is a betrayer who is eternally condemned. I don't know if Paul really belongs as the 13th apostle. I don't know many things. Things don't know me. absence is not presence. stop this dialectical impasse. Stop this reversal. Something else. always something else that escapes, eludes me. I am a performative betrayer.