seed eye saw

a kitten named odin
used my hand
for a sparring partner,
lacking sisters& brothers
but having found his
right hand man
(the sacrificial priest donated one limb
injured healer etc etc
to climb sky to earth along nerves,
play fighting the realms,
putting faces on each finger
as if the litter of foes
came not of one mother one father
as if clouding names
helps blood stay secret
as if the act were a farce as skin peels its curtain
to a crowned crowd
related by tales that castle-keep
us young,
frenzied, sharpening claws on
self-bark nine layers deep
_______

when grandmother selover
passed i was high on a plain
in still water, many eyed,
hit by my own waves
thirteen generations placed
from implacable origins
(nine teen thirteen ash street,
eleven nine nineteen ninety three
the placenta nourishes the hathor
the milky way
sucking my hug
holding on to the lone tree while i hold my thing,
alone never in mystery.
_____

tracing back,
be leaf,
okie oak,

missile toes for trance-formers,
host of birth games,

nut job. look at the kitten,
odin, go. made

of sticks
& circles my name
b l o o d g o o d rolls the hoop down the stairs,
up into a canopy of multitudes

if i lift my cup
splashing thoughts,
call it divination to read the blots of my bragging

binary code zero ones,
no thing but soil singing,
attacking itself immunized against staged fear:

face the hand,
inside is seed
i saw.