Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Towering island of applied sciences
with a tow rope in the button heart,
sleep of galaxies shaken by bodies,
cavalcade of throat's noises,
purple enclave of shelter.

Mouse torn in my cared cat's teeth,
jangling the transparent light
among picture frames.
Lamps alive with the effort of
an extra floor.

Tilled birth canal of a dancer
who tore down the curtain with thought.
Seminary of failures who bless bread.
Shackles of a dove
flying under the darkness of day.

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