Before / intractable

You taught me to pray like it wasn’t magic. As 

ordinary as cicadas, as buttering toast. Before

intractable, or

am i like a buoy that    is tethered, or – or didn’t want

to miss you – the ah!, 

numen of sex, the ɑɪ as ɑɪ in conversations with spirit. Before honor-

-ing spirit there was a [blank] in me & i will allow it

suck it out            [that] is tethered,  tenderly by 

a curvature just right  []hen we draw it is like a little ritual born & born & born & born

higher