Out on the ropes of fuming sunlight
weapons hang from the beauty rising
bulbed open at the eye-hatch
insatiable vision shrinking the void
through which fools escape leering like holes
published nosehairs and the flushed past
rubik's around the core of our squared souls
gleaming in the puzzle of categorized dimensions, and dying in those dimensions
ornamented with terrorized gardens
burnt in the failed protection of self
barren and broken to look upon fusillade
purple hazing of day's close the sky-comb rainbow,
filling up the plugs of pasted-together beings
with overpowering acceptance of vagina rule
dance floor splitting to reveal a swimming pool on TV.