Particular Words in a Specific Order

orb rounds string about itself
one pluck feasting outwards each way
the twins pass one another, muddying
           we're left with the reverb brought to unity

banjo orb answers echoes yet unoriginated
the paradox of an instrument that sounds before it is played
shakes the cynic to their core, soothes the beast

mother conch shell whispers in idyllic wake
the sweet voice is razorwire for the heart
and words? oh god, oh god
             a curse, that she never repeats

crawled along the bone that chimes
my skull spins as metal ruts metal
all recent knowledge hidden in corrugated troughs

2020