Notes: IX
dissolution
welcome to the chapel,
you are watched, the watcher blind.
the choir chants, yet you remain as you are,
give me your hand, a circle we shall form, closer until we culminate into a
point, not circled, jagged,
entering the mystery: the irresolution the completion.
on the day of your rescue, shall you be thankful,
or relieved? son,
when they took you prisoner, could you think of yourself?
all these names in walls and wharves, water and wind,
do you not see their dissolution,
into material, does it not seduce you to convert,
my peregrine, my kākāpō?
