At the beginning of the month, Angela gave Terry four prompts. She engaged in fevered writing with each of them and gave the results to Angela. Angela used the words from that fevered writing to create this dis•articulations poem.
A VAMPIRE GIRL LIVES IN BAD CITY
after the film, A Girl Walks Home Alone At Night (Directed by Ana Lily Amirpour)
What is first gathered, she disassembles
on the dry, insatiable ground.
Secrets she has taken apart
like little screws
from a dead clock.
One must cultivate needs
into readied heat, rekindled to breath—
alert without want of sun.
If not, then kill them, extinguish
what blossoms. When in the garden,
why prune what is already waste,
soon to be devoured by insects
& taken up by weeds.
How does equity keep
without human sacrifice?
She doubts the ancients, rebukes
any God-given things,
their quick, unnatural handle of power.
Easy she resists their sense of rites,
their invasions and talents,
their detached wings of thought,
their sweat and women
you don’t remember wanting, she says,
those old furnaces like lines of jars, fumes
bottled for safekeeping.
What is worth keeping
until the end of your life?
No necessity to run, she occupies
the meditative buzz
just, like, that.
Elsewhere in corners,
not to sainthood
but blooms into some sign of midnight:
an underneath of Now
a being of Only
that which finally rewards failure with gifts.
Minus any flash,
she becomes speed.
Through a crowd of others, her veil l
ike a black wave of resistance: truth is a scab.