The same as.
Mirrored clouds
an energy of false abandon
all trickling away.
Guardrails for sitting and smoking
couches by the riverside
a good pair of attic headphones
ditches and scissors opening boxes,
pulsation of broken sheaves
in the vale of thorn velvet
brown rabbit dash for the iris
my body a clay foot
the overturning of all things
with a grip.

The backyard's green glove
draping machine teeth silhouettes
splitting vapor and planting scars
his communion of hot liver
tree trunk's horizon
and berry acid.