city gas lights on country lanes
forests numbed in finecut squares
bodies like scrotums in cold rain
numb nerves at scorched top ends of telephone
smoke winding faces of anxious dogs
under the long porch in red twilight
I keep our piss valentines
pinched filters neon espresso
river current through fern mazes hanging on
grandmother arms snake young-waisted screaming
to be let down from the air
cubbyholes stuffed tight with pennies and socks
four cylinders of pure craft
eating its way through fog xerox
heart batting under mute lashes
the curtain of certain futures rippling
voices in bark
blades on the climber's handle
banked on a thundering cloud disc
black snow beams roving sheepskin hills
snouts in the rice trough
hindquarters surrendered to a half moon

when the numbers drip upward on newspaper
chattering kids are there with charcoal
pressed to thin chests
sculpted ribs under the fur for an arrowblade
crushed czars talking over dissected chessboards
marble fingers in useless poise
averages laid out in grids on cubed flesh
breeders on parade in birch masks
flogging the heretics of the body
with electronic weapons
unholstered from plutonium pocket forests
the hidden animals fungating
a glacier that resembles their footpaws
replacing all landscape
missile houses fleeing planet to planet
through the spreading saucers of weather report