Mirror glades with soft green
screws turning
turf smiling in shreds
where the web's gloves
found a canyon
glinting with spraypainted mice
spiders unused by time
and hag's teeth on a
human-made brush
salivating for frozen blood.

Ribbon path staked to the sky
drooping between stations
slipping blades on hinges
harmlessly to the darkened earth
trek dropped from the stars
and the sight of fur.