Jenny Drai

THE UNBEARABLE CONCEPT

1.

It is possible to say a word & seal a word, carmine

To linger & spill, on fire, that description, sweetness

I just thought some identity & wrote down, paper

Our historical blooms in throats, incarnadine, & yes,

            new wick,

create

You are going to have to—now, here’s ideas

An identity could be idea & then tips over word vice

[ Word vice equal to appropriate, censure, plagiarize ]

In glass cases, our eyes & then compose

2.

Here is White, a paint, tint, that attitude

 [ Don’t say lilies but of valleys, queen’s lace ]

& blood’s color from this distance so stop talking       

& have lost & have stuttered so stop talking

Or speak some difference from a place, deference

Unlovely & not listening, just new orders & self’s

            voice, drive it under

a bridge

[ But water rising ]

Your name on another’s name is writing over