Monday, December 17, 2018

Blunted girders stretching hot glass
over a canopy of earth-fangs and clenched hands
benches built on iron heels
godlike form curled up on slats
broken by warped measurement.

Eyes drinking the expanse of assaulted space
foam tongues gathering
like starfish in an open hand.
Piano hammers tapping a stern jaw
to rubbery hysteria.
A cobra's mouth dripping oil and milk
into a cup of blood.

Feathers in mercury that core
a spinning apple
the reading of prismatic corners
by a skidding beam of light.

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