the disappearing artist
when arctic bound or subtropic, interplanetary yet earth returning.* in disappearing an art practiced. savant travelers absent as one could ever vacate a mind he tries. he toys. appearing sporadic to nibble the fruit body, bloom, low stem to a high. in these positions pretending learned to build cabins of rope or flesh. mud pies.
*A meteorite that landed in a local yard contained the first extraterrestrial water ever captured on Earth. The microscopic bubbles of primordial water are locked inside crystals of halite, the mineral in table salt, which has turned blue and purple due to radiation. The crystals and their liquid cargo appear to date from the dawn of the solar system about 4.5 billion years ago.
[part 2]
wear a pretty dress a host
passed patient, wheatlike
the larger of two in a symbiotic
pair or an enemy, a cell
on which we feed
flat ceilinged, straight aisled the pastor cavernous
we’d rather the bread in celebration
transfigured prefer the animal sacrificed* arching
a gymnasium, a waterhouse, a looking glass, a carousel
rotating poles, the tiniest of windows, metal rafted sun stained
*"My gosh, it happens every day—that's what slaughterhouses do," said one official, explaining that pig hooves could puncture the sandbags and cause a levee breach. "That's how we get bacon and pork chops."
[part 3]
glass through which a heavenly
body dazzles allowing such sun mornings couldn’t we
occasionally people
fleeting see pretty industrial aversion eyes from the altar wear
a pretty
genuflection to kneel as a warehouse crossing a dress
yourself stand clutching a hymnal yet
letting in so little light