XI. Nous armoriâmes

XI. Nous armoriâmes

From a dark phase of fragmented awareness, projections of orexin

Neurons from their glazed polychrome ceramic—Six meters of evaporate

From a meridional basin, where such comparisons can be undertaken
Of Fausto Melotti’s Contrapposto libero (1972), with its Moon slice

Of a profane mouth, for the higher quadrant’s jagged transmissions—      

Scythe rounds of the same luminary, in copper, to the ground,

And our fixation; bolted securely into the side of a ship's hull, the quake-shifted ground
Of the gynoecium—Our ascent of Monte Albán with convections external to the biomass of orexin
Producing cells of hunger, arousal—Calvino's “The Jaguar Sun” (1983), translated from the Italian, as a transmission
Of irrupted saline from a pepper burn—The quickening no further pursued than evaporated
By Cortázar’s manifest of isotopes (1972), among a congregation of eels, undertaking
Two exons and one intron of the 17th chromosome's pro-form of wakefulness sliced

By enzymes; pulsating, immobile for the call—Alloyed, Niobium coil windings run the MRI slice
Imaging of the paired organ—Concentrated on devouring its charge, and cooled close to absolute zero, the ground's
Liquid-helium circuit at CERN—Zapotecs encounter the Conquest by Cicijo; by a snake’s tongue on the Olmec jaguar's seemingly motionless space temperature—An undertaking
Of one vast, night stalking tapetum lucidum impaling the topsoil interspersed with blood—Orexin,
Here, we endeavor the conversational formula, as abettor of acetylcholine gate channels, the transmission
From Kenneth Patchen (1943), Or I have hunting on my sign—Bound in sleep, and no sooner evaporated  

By the likenesses of the abbess and her confessor—Book XI of Metamorphoses, Peleus finds a bird, the tree, the spotted tiger evaporating
Under extremities—When I imagine grazing your patterned ground, its precincts, with my razored nakedness; a dorsal fin to act as a keel, slicing
Ocean's blockade of sound—Requiring a spoken grammar, for the snags on the bas-reliefs of Los Danzantes, and sonographic transmissions
Of basaltic matrix, for the leopard opal coursing along the state an eagle rested, on a prickly pear permeating a source beneath ground
Glass—In a dark cleft of Sagittarius in the La Voie lactée (1969), an undertaking

To a pilgrimage center, where all other flavors had to be brought together, to hide that flavor—

All caresses, a chiromantic undertaking
Correcting the energy imbalance again, with the caption in an angular, italic hand, white on black—Orexin

For stress-induced analgesia of birthing it; a species memory first conceived as I looked into your teeth as the sacrifice—Orexin
Spurring the increased metabolic demands; subsumed education, for a time evaporating
Caffeine-driven chronologies, as Kairos engages the Will to Life completely ignorant of the other faculties—An undertaking
Foiling all attempts to be self-referential, as when from a passage of Purgatorio, Canto IX.109—Two keys of twain metal, and there, one sets about slicing
Their transitions, recesses of penetrating particles—Suddenly, in my celibate hunger for knowledge, my vision falls upon Paradise’s transmissions
Of Chiron, and the nursing body (XXX.85-86), to make better mirrors of my eyes / stooping to the wave which flows there, and the ground

Haunted for the false release for never having to return, and the nightmare of implicating others in these assimilated grounds
Of suggesting dialectic fidelity to a dream—Here, there is an unsought snake coiled above the spring mattress inspired as orexin
On the hermetic body of the tiger abiding another lineage than its own—Standing on the edge of a plowed field, with the radio transmissions
Heard further than Monte Albán, the conquest slabs of Building J; and the retained territory, a glyph of a reversed head of the evaporating
Zapotec—We are on the brink of archeological surfeit, in the contemporary, in an effort to compute the undertaking,
To bind ourselves without semblance of misuse; impossible knot twists where the words burn, without the compliance of a net, and beyond the tries by back-slicing

Chronos—For the latter portion of this year’s slices, I strive to meet you on the ground where the node, the vertex,
Lymphatic transmissions, of our all fears evaporate to nourish, to instruct, which could take a turn—
A dysregulation of orexin, and bloom disproportionately—But it in no sense decreases the awed participation and sacred horror of discretion, of being bound to you, for the undertaking—