Invoke

I call your image to mind
Call and recall
Tactile and olfactory signs
I list your numerable
And innumerable parts
All your limbs
Together in a single motion

Feast after feast goes bad
Many many winds hold their heads
There’s no rest to be had

I invoke, I invoke, I invoke

I summon your side effects
Your side kicks, a side stick
Summon and apply
Resonance and slapback
I summon illusions
Especially the flimsy underpinning
Of temporary things

I invoke, I invoke, I invoke

On my knees in a new memory
Wrapped up, set up
Being visualized
Panting and life-size
I call out to you
Up to my waist
In a howling wind
And all the trash it brings

I invoke, I invoke, I invoke