out of (the) blue

what is new in the world is not
bombs in yemen or
the plateauing of tragedy inside
a single body

long consults with galaxies aver
our universe is a lulling turquoise—
        revision—
our universe is beige   and as heavy as
the vinyl hospital shower curtain

unconcerning round a life
inside scattered wet a human pretending
lullabying themself
maybe i have enough memories of love for this lifetime

what is new in the world is not
forgetting molten lava is local or
the unseaming of sex inside
a single body

what is new in the world is only
the animal’s own sound of suffer hearing
itself—
          revision—
what is new in the world is only when the        last last eye sees sees blue

Artwork by Wayne Gentner, “Blue.”