Over smashed clusters
vagrant families, rootless trunks
lying by the girders of a fallen system;
hollow rods with faint flowers
packed into the travels of the breastbone
building steam in my long legs
to walk over wires
and oily dishes' thumb-sized swirling;
cat's paw split in a bent-over eye
quick heaps of falling water
at the ends of huddled halls
sun in the cracks of a grated wall
piercing the poet's vest
with a varied keyhole.