sometime later than this moment the stars
will perform whole new formations
and matter to a single body
naked here among the ferns, somebody's brain
can guess bright gas reacting, elevated by earth
and look back at the water, thinking
the turns of space onto a town map

an aching sag of infrastructures
elevates a mammal soul
to the realm of android
superiority multiplied, a holochoir
it sings and moves the dancefloor
of all infinity, a blaze of mice and ants
figure-eights all around it, sometime
much later than this moment we'll ballroom along
the wind of liberation.

paddles in the metal liquid light giving,
freedom of body lifts the top of fevered head
into a pinetop cliff air-spun
the gears of near-total transcendence
whirring turning, it'll be alright in the park,
the wine of european punks pouring
on foreign grass, we'll love with happy sneers
the interworld sunlight somebody ordered,

room filled with emptiness drag
the cat of bright eating into the bulbs devoured
and larger, who turns the spokes
upon a linedrive hero there is
that feline entity within you that strolls
broken bridges to the shore past all fought wars,
null roof of air dangling clouds
in every shape a fungus extinguished
the belly tattooed by eyebrows,
lash burned down to a stump
punisher with moss face healing

long trails of light run down the height of water
me still in my workclothes watching
the huge eye open when a man's alone
girls and their various tassles shrink
into a subway staircase the tails I've yearned for
given up to the spraypaint walls

long trails of light wing after them,
I'm in a cavern corner of a ceiling watching,
I am a huge eye will protect all comers and goers
through these sliding traindoors,
girls who enter and exit the deep car
like geese dipping in green water

long-necked as I am long-necked
in androgynous dreams, the pin head severed
floating above electric lines of water
kept suspended, the sculpture of two bodies
the sculpture of one body
the sculpture of none, coming

HAIRSTREAK CENTER OF THE SYSTEM THE BLUEPRINT OF WORMS

The corals hide in 150 glass bottles,
jars and perfume painted doors
the aurorae can be brush-footed
in the hips or in concert, by the line in fishes

dark island of ascension, lost sticklebacks in flowerlike sea
males of frogs and toads just croak metalmarks

lay their eggs, and a new dance of the honey
hold up a wet finger), and their eyes mirrored or
rigid--glued together it churns and labors,
death throes); glob underwater gardens

he held up a white flash
from the tongue of a tortoise
the light from a barn was a length
of 75 feet, blinding the sight of the land
a separate piece kept in a jar,
his body a high ornament
advertising the untouchable
strength of altered DNA

he came over the rubble heaps
with a straining hardon
beneath the leather fake weight
of a political bible
spoke nonsense into the news
paper lined with trashcans
2 kids of pure teenage sex
frozen in captured ecstasy
the vast expanded territory
our ancient people used to call an icebox.

The red cells loom like an 800-ton concrete slab,
pattern etched in ultra buckshot of electron
she lived with a man who could not
from a neck wound he had received with star stuff--fragments
of a cracked female's own drive may begin to dig pits, clock in the mount
a bedroom in the great fish two species of lovebird
clock in the church attached to huge otter boards piggyback benches
interlocked at the edges as he has for so many thousands
of strawberry roots piano-hinged to every bone in her

This is known from the living machine
presumed into eternity
symbolic fire on the black rocks
along the whole story; tides and a black dwarf
the full thickness of the skin is destroyed,
as pictures on the wall dark lanes of dust,
skin from another part of the body moved
from the front to the very top of the head
little polyp at one end to man
in the literal image of God sending sound waves
on the sides of their bodies moving in a magnetic field,
twirled by a member the long, spiral arms
among a hundred billion huge strainers
of a tough and flexible stuff the system's center of gravity,
made up of more than one sun in a darker color
between the heart and coffee grinders
build a rugged centipede with wood-paneled flat eyes,
purpled, yellow and brown piles of stone
as emission nebulae, this big gray thing flap up into the air
do well in zones 8, 9, and blossom width
water-borne flavor searching
for the dark electric current around the fish