curtis bonney
Displacement
first it slides over a groove
removes the house
affectual
both bunches
standing
idea
as we pull another man
& leave his image
pulls/
pairs of our arms
out of the starting box
several repetitions
giving over to a force
still unknown
& 2nd it attaches
to said idea
essence strapped to cobwebs
mixed with weeds
caught in said groove
like being mine
& hair
wet from plaster
where his head might be –
need not be
need not harrumph
goddamn thing
with our hands
we clear it out –
the third image
stripped of value
dried weeds still growing
us pulling him
/slides
behind the bed
unable to escape
a censorship