Molten trees disengage the mind's body
moss climbs and roots taper
tower the side of the universe.

Time is dragged toward multiple centers,
species sear at each other with sulfurous commands,
galaxies and amphibian omnibuses are alit
with ruthlessly educated fuckfest eternity,

the shore offers its broken machine parts
to the laggard with a tin trembling eye--
gather up hearts to the bodiless,
hourglass stew the end of seconds
hissingly punctuated.