Cauterized

Slight hipped in pathology 

the ocean patterns me

sand-scorched, sound fossil

brims of pregnancy 

where blood and day forms

where the severance rains 

concrete eyes stab

and slips a sleepy autonomy

I'll chase the never lasting

beginning with a senseless sense of self

but some by some

colours in rivers begin to form

tongue-warm, the random answers

the way a desert sun replies

to the mad death of a hood slammed coyote

until you call me out

cauterized, in the splice of a name