by a sleigh of demonic fire
dosed with human meanings
sick from it like a beaten dog
roaming these poisoned hills
in search of duck meat
watching dead fruit
rain from the trees.
Stuck in a pearl frame
forehead filled with ebony fangs
born to drink the sour light
from leaning lamps
along an abandoned highway.
The eye in a ring
atop a furry pyramid floating
souls departed from this world
projecting glossy lines
on all the fish scales of a lost design.
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