The Magnetic Poetry Suit

North

am me
am are
am is
it is
it was
it not
his ing
but ing
& put
& ask
& say
to them
to him
to you
& be

& be

Northeast

& be
the whisper of iron to them
but
ask about it not to them
& put
& say
about her road
to you
to april
was it you

East

the whisper of a purple road
to bathe in a diamond lather.

recall the elaborate heave of iron
like a thousand april urges.

think about her
always.

Southeast

now the moon, across the moon, the diamond forever across the road. incubates beneath the moon, forever across the heave of rust, now the elaborate heave of rust, when the whisper of rust is never beneath. always all delerious, all delerious when the blue. recall the moon, the iron moon; nothing is ever really lost.

South

the moon, when the hill cools. gardens of rust incubate beneath. now the diner looks less black than before those pictures smear above the blue; nothing is ever really lost. all delerious, forever across the iron dream.

Southwest

a thousand iron-tongued shadows whispering the lost blue language of the void.

West

hair spray under the television shadows heave summer deaths whispering the elaborate symphony of power above the blue language at full fast rain in her ships lather these small moist knives stare like repulsive music & stare & scream sordid chants around together through his bare sweat lick bitter as peach mother void all when a thousand feet swim together here & one road can think tiny frantic lines behind smooth tongued friends use an arm to love a chain trip shine & stop.

Northwest

& shine above the bitter rain.
& shine together above & think.
& shine & think & say it not.
together here above the knives.