They Will Sew the Blue Sail

David Brazil

as you incarnate relations, I, / a mere corpse, / was dumped in the parklet, all / evacuate of value therefore / sodden with the negative fact, a / form of realia lacking place within / the lifeworld that fits / on the back of your hand, your / touchscreen the simple syntagms that / inverted meet your glaze. // exe exe exe, it / comes from latin for skulls, you are / my only sunshine.