The wings that fold over horizons

the venom that soaked my brain

cool paths winding next to a hot river

sparks touching embryonic webs

a wheel that's melting bone

in heavenly metallic rafters

the list of names that are gone

tattooed on my tattered flesh

I watch the bridge twinkle

with gliding lamps

feel roads intertwining under me

to produce a last afterbirth

gone from angelic flesh

and the bite of sweet syringe teeth

caged in an envelope of weightless water

waiting for the razor threads

to catch a blown unfrozen demigod

and split him from the crown of earth

and then waiting for nothing

with open hands to catch a hard mirage

in a closed garage.