Unfold Your Eyes -- JDK, GLP4

Unfold Your Eyes -- JD Kruger

Unfold your eyes (like paper dolls
Join the world with severed limbs)
Exhaust the light from mute ant halls,
Fifty feet below sleep-sickness.
Rewind the oboe and flute duet
Careful not to crease the dress
Fondle my manuscript.
Walk the line of wavering sounds
Squirm within my serpentine grip.
Divided numbers score my tongue
Odd figures leave remainders, the
Singer’s broken song.
Only one goes into all, but does not come undone.
There is nothing one must not go into,
Only one can stare straight in the sun.  I
Am not one.  I am some.
A remainder indivisible by ancestors.
Indivisible, I become.
There are no remainders in the war
When one goes into oneself
Only once one leaves this shore.
This merger bares no dividend, behind
Door number one is no Grecian Urn
For there is no eternal friend
Marking this cave of blood
Without lasting significnce.
The signs were lost for good.
There is no Hansel and Gretl retreat
When the mouth is sealed
The ground is circumscribed with feet.  A
Manhole frames the singer, bold
He blows an orange omega through wax
Fingers and eyes you unfold.

JDK, GLP4.