Plastic bullets and glue pistols stored within the genetic cell
lights coming across the pasture of frost-shattered rock
anchored to a limy cup, flashing gold and silver like animals
the magic realm shelf covered with green stream beds
giant clams and water millions
a great pollen blown series to the female sperm
the equatorial convergence with rushing torrents
a sudden pour that roar down the parched canyons
bowl worn rocks and cracked deserts are not complete
cement lake flooring dims the sun; these are the great
edges of its hardness