What Bismuth Taught Me

invalid, delete, radius of raven's feet leave inchmarks,
the street is pallid swale yellow, tooth and nail blues
that bismuth taught me, return path for the devil feed
from blind dwelling and family, this means of filial coding,
ineffectual fragment distinct enough to recall by rote,
cellophane cello plays its first notes,
my favorite part of the movie

invasive, entreat, making incense a choreogaphy,
dead to detestable meat, belief is an infirmary,
no calculable approach to revise the unknown,
where mortal imagination frames every statement,
maudlin misappropriation, head over senses,
picket fences jail the scenery's simplicity,
my favorite part of the movie