Corpus
A body could turn
totally into a body
and be led through
origami passageways
transformed to dust against
darkness in sleeping hair.
*
There was an orientation
a possible location
and it left you wanting
like a hermit crab or
like a mirror hanging
outside of a room.
*
This poem is not beautiful
(parenthetically) nor is this body
but each has arrived in spite
of itself each is burrowing
swiftly into itself until
its purpose is derived.
The Kindling 