Beet red legs
from the curvaceous mouth
of the cemetery.
Cracked strings stretching
from pole to pole
sending shrieks of alphabet.
A flake melting
on the town's tongue.

Gymnasiums draped in hard syrup
quaking leather seats.
Rinds cut gashing the wisp
of a circled cloud,
a vine-strung elevator
peeling wasps from
floor to floor.

Punctured stages
sharing antique men.
Keys to the waffle iron doors
heated graveyard teeth.
Quartz of a ticking eye
bleeding tangled orbs.

Genital moss
carving around the mailbox
a star system's persistent
central void.