Embryonic cell clouds
tapped into the high wallpaper
twanging bones
long ledges with water
strong roots upside down
ripping the wind
seats of pale leather
flowing from windows
brooms on fire with ancient text
straws lettered and bending
on dark concrete and grill-scorched eyes
walls that breathe through whistles
and whinny on their knobs
turntables worked by thorns
in the belly of plastic things
the sheen of smooth masks
from a vortex of blades
lopsided branches
collecting wax and teeth