whatever is real

each thought she takes it all and turns it this way and that always does it irregular conjunctions and camouflaged hollows and fissures and bulges and troughs hidden allegiances giggles in the morgue mystical crises apocalyptic footnotes to the book of woman the sparse and the silent and the inevitable

in the original it’s o divino para mim é o real for me the divine is the real but it’s not just real for her is it never just for her read closely you’ll see because we all know it there’s a god tiptoeing along every thread of this tatty old twill it’s whatever whatever whatever is real

the album will be released soon