it must be traveled

I am determined not to leave you messages

and into this illness body I place remembrances
holy, dates and times to match these dates and
times, imagining self as a series of identical
circles. It is not. Rather a coin, caught
describing the curve of a vortex in the wide
museum funnel near representations electronic
what the fly must see with her many little eyes
near La Brea, all this will sink slowly and
viscous into steps untraced, the body of it
filled to calcite bone, life organism, life
recalls organism, life,
I loved you this time last year, this time last
year is not a real thing, nor the year before
nor the year before, but a bookmark, and a
bookmark bought in the store with a repeat
customer card, I will collect ten million words
and none of them were yours