we grow inside houses

We grow inside houses.

So it may be easier
to find us – look inside
there’s a space where you can see
a battle with the urge
to simply orbit one another
swinging around a larger mass
we haven’t found a word for
yet the days drop off
and we spend one moment
seeking ways to wound
and the next lost in grasses with
blades splitting skies, and these
useless links are what birth us
and ensure we never really move

About Benjamin Norris

Published writer of short stories, long stories, poems. Well received art critic and cultural commentator for Berlin magazines. Collaborator with operatic societies. Co-writer of fictional historic psycholinguistic journals. Lecturer of architecture and art history at a Budapest University. View all posts by Benjamin Norris

3 responses to “we grow inside houses

  • tzopilotl

    tones and shades
    twirl of molecular centri-fugues
    spin in color melded
    by fusion cooling
    faded coils
    in petro-lymphs
    thrown by tooth’s hand
    at fluted notes
    in stone’s palm
    a rendered fat
    where fibre wicks

  • Benjamin Norris

    tell us that
    we do not move
    but that around us
    rushes past

  • tzopilotl

    …fixed by soul’s lipped hole,
    a fish dies by it’s mouth,
    such psychic need evangeline
    to what species casts a shadow
    hanging mobile on a line
    an air-brushed petrogyph,
    whose tomb is gravity.

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