Monday, October 24, 2016

Rainbow coffin handles
gripped by bones of the dead
while flesh lives and laughs
in the velvet interior.
Smokescreen ribs on the sky
peel and crack back
from antique lungs and heart.
Moss letters near the birth canal
that pours water through
a punctured throat.
Bulb of lit wire
pushing painted suns
into the womb to fracture.
Shopping carts that turn to gold
when they hit the grim rapture
of orgasm earth.

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