A map around the body,
broken lines drinking light,
bars across the eyes
that pucker pretzel'd cubes,
drifts of powdered bones
swirling cursive feet,
sky chains and moon chains
and a funnel that speaks,
collarbones tied in pasty loops
around the lava neck,
cloth boxes dipping threads
in liquid hands,
arms of rubber miles
racing office dusk,
tape loops caught
on the throat's egg thorn,
a nibbling punk
in a coat of leaves,
with a fishnet windshield
and the warmth of a burning czar.