rough fragments for Memory Swerve

“. . . thought is a violent, cataclysmic operation, of which sweat is the most benign symptom” (Roland Barthes)

shaven priest are supposed
to be more temporal like clouds- as the say– or said
feed
on mountains,

god-turned
endless
hover who dwells– or dwelled
elsewhere

mountain fish– fresh–

strangers in the headlights, eyes
low’ed better as yet
not to be seen