Faint cliff tops leading out
over the ragged expanse that speaks
severed tongues licking active wires
bramble cloaked in billowing fog
beneath a stone seat's petulant dildo.

In the grid's rack of fiery apartments
strutting figures contemplate reductive triangles
planning the ladder's teasing descent
to the bouncing cartoon cakes
on a rickety pavement.

In a dim lit room
of the upside down pinnacle
where we meet in waves
this gleaming sore
surrounded by arrow pierced bulbs
we will use a giddy rush of death
to pretend we've always known each other
and that this is the obliterating signal
of a new existence
free of the indebted body
and its rag car
deepening crater earth.