Saturday, November 12, 2016

Chopped-off corners of air
leaking shadow burn on rock underwear
to eclectic horizon ungrasped
storehouses peppered with weight of stars
shells closed at midnight in electrical orbit
clacking around the tin sun
slathered with oil of a hike's effort
jumping paths of coal contending
for nude feet, cuboid mouths
lady roundness on fire
bunghole man on tarps and descending planes
long ice runs with lipstick prints
sprinting beam that outruns the canyons
horse of twilight tools that uncork the moon
floorboards streaked with blade passes
and a dose of acid wash in a train car
quickening the dim glade for skeletal fibers
passing the eye of a shrew and eating the wreck
for flavor.

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