Scarlet Rouge

Dry trying (this is just and only for the Essex Writers’ Octagon)

& for the Tom that existed on the 24th of October

What does it mean to fall from a tree.

I don’t know.

What does it mean to carry a stone.

I don’t know.

What does it mean to lie around shoulders.

I don’t know.

What does it mean to sit on “rotten benches”, with “bony fingers” between “fat legs”?

I –

It all means something?

It means “I don’t know”.

It still means I’m not still. (We are dry rivers and deserts lacking stone.)

Where is the leak?

What does it mean?

What does it mean to be leaves, to be Atlas, to be scarfs, to be “Scarlet”?

It means to fall, to carry, to lie, to sit, to not-know-why, to not-know.

(What does not-knowing mean?

I do know.)

I am Scarlet, the Atlas, a leafy structure filled with fall in the scarf of a foreign (vegan) milky wayish cul-de-sac (beyond logos).

I am the leak.

I mean, I don’t know. I mean (: I’m mean.)

I carry my fall.


it is fall.

There are leaves.

What do they mean?

They do. They fall.

They’re not still.

They’re fall. (Not only theirs.)

They are the banks of dry rivers that lack being deserts. (I lick their lack.)

They do not mean. They know. They do not know about a tree called “tree of knowledge”. They know. They fall.

What is the desert?


My fingers are stony. My legs are rivers. (I feel dry.) I’m not here. I’m not where I am.

I’m falling, carrying, lying, sitting.

I am not.

Am I leaves? Am I fall? Am I deserts?



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