Sault

Sault - Benoit Pioulard

Steady in my uncertain circulation

O aimless carrier of respiration

Jewels on a lash all exists in reserve

Parallel paths yield a parallel curve

The hiss of a smoke cherry sizzled in snow

Is a stale tone to break every quake in the rose

Tear-water tea and speaker-sighed prose

A howl of furnace breath to curl the toes

Pick me up and brush me off

Splinter cluster and vapor

Stung by the pace of constancy loss

In glint in dust on paper