Janie Huzzie Bowa

thesis: strength endures voids and emptiness. strength constructs no homes (antithesis: if your house leaks then on swollen days in sullen seasons there is no home for you) there is endless repetitious strength enduring endlessly there is this paradox: strength is the void endured and consequently synthesis: enter everybody’s anti-hero cross-eyed, sees crossed eyes cross-eyed but looking in his eyes sees straight, sees sick, sees something monstrous something insect, sees this philosophic frippery: that is sees man endures in his mirror that is self-doubt, his left arm being his right arm his left eye sees his right eye and no eye sees his nose right. synthesis: enter naked the hero’s fists blazing won’t put up with that mirror is laughing smashing his left hand smashing his right hand breaks his wrath– enter the dumb smile of blissful blindness or dumb sadness belting down a drink enter an angel’s colorful rags and bells enter a man in colorful sights and smells enter blonde beauty dragging a bulging jock. there is the entrance where they enter through the black hole with crescent thin edges the animal den the fish smell the ocean motion there is women’s strength endures the stretch forty-eight hours of warm pain two hours of sharp pain around midnight last sight the tippy-toppy veins of its head bled and blood and body and push push Push– and the tide goes out, enter sleep.