caged sunlight

I was desperate

for another start

to bleed through

and renew

my contract with life

lizards flick

at the corners

of my vision

not quite snakes

but shedding something

a tail, a skin, a bad memory

an addiction, and

the crows call my name

when I pass

beneath the trees

another day forced awake

to meet desires

shucked off

like shoes

like socks

like trauma

like the stumps of his fingers

which set off a gleam of

peculiar-memory

wanting to remove

one digit

trim the top-third

of my ring finger

maybe I was crazier

 

than I ever knew

bleed out

grow

don’t forget

to

move through

weird-warm pockets of air

on the headland

is it

enlightenment, also?