Observe Me Full

Khaty Xiong

Once more the Sanger coyotes plotting moon belly-deep —

is it you in this shade & demon fasting sword in bones now

bully me your allegiance

How spring warrants new species the ficus father planted as a boy

when a pair of shoes was still a dream over the Xiangkhouang plains —

aubades unable to cue & to cure the color of your descent

olive garden & dung

so we reach for our waists & sway …

Is it you in this space & hole whetting with hands borrowed from height of iron

opium flayed presence my persistence that does not obey are you

inside —

our blood & oil for clan first the muscle evening news

& the last to hear