A skate of fire's blade
over tumbling ice,
split trees nudging
through parted hair,
fern cliffs mushrooming
lichen'd lips, headboards
of rice paper breeze
fluttering over grass
mattresses, eels flickering
figure eights in mid air
with bodies of multiplied
eyeball, gravestones tapped
under the snow between
black piano keys,
mouth-searing scents
sketching notes
on the torn forest's
orchestra, a spring's cleft
spurting latex gloves,
a woman of water
holding shape in sunrise basins
where the lunar tug is lashed
to a leaning mast, the sword
of a fresh satellite
teeming with gnats of lightspeed
and gaining gods.