Boom boom sticky rip
flipped magnets racing lips down
corridor of mercy that melts
the edges of many battles
tool shop of silent ears and rabbit shadows
burning hyacinth thrown against a rippling wall
blade's flight ended in a stump of ages
burned hall's coal mirror of reshaped souls
plucking with finger thumbs
long sounds over the arc of rug fur
ropes around the belly of a drum
signing palm print letters on wood
sending flocks to their unfulfilled longing
whipped with the flick of a list
names assigned like uncooked rice.