from A Tangle in Every Instance
On Resurrection
Decease is made of pollen.
In the crooked falsehood of the sinus, Jesus dies again.
Quotidien dying.
Where logic applies, this death
is a congestion, a dizziness.
Seasonal affliction.
Microgametophyte.
The deceased Jesus lands on a compatible stamen or pistil and logic occurs.
It is finished.
The spongy material of the sinus effects a self-betrayal, a sanction.
Daily.
Jesus has no pulse, but this which we call germination, we feel
as a form of rationality, throbbing in our teeth.