Sun dim sanctuaries in white green grass
long parkways root cracked with standing bicycles
prairies shot with pipes and tomb architecture
dugouts paved with under drawer laces and smashed cans
seats glossed with maps and laundry powder
the changing of small coins in cloth-clapped hands
water-fried faces bearded with rinds of ass and tobacco,
reflecting a cotton tumor through a glass female,
a candle's bloody mouthed crawling fairy
thinking weaponry and fog, a decade's
thumbtack braille of the body,
toad of the airways slimmed down
to fit my tiger torso,
mandolin leaning hard
on a frozen river camp,
with his grimace lurching in coffee,
my sliver twin grabber of windowsills,
greeter of all beaten laws
seated backwards to meet the brush,
prepping fuel-drenched people,
an animal's bright kitchen,
the host of observed galaxies,
coasting on computer,
tugging a copper-toned similacrum
with the freshest juice of eyes,
a time drainer.