Long ornamented teeth
creating pleasure in
the punctured body.
Sirens of laughter
from the lewd absorption,
the strength of the vague,
of those who gather.
No meaning in the love
of heartbeat furniture.
No gift of transport
in their numb and weary eyes,
dumb, fucked-out,
loved to death,
dying, dead.

Sorry to have stumbled across
the beauty stimulated by terror,
the cream slab of sunset,
sidewalks quiet and empty
of daylight from above,
the mineral sky a reflecting
ulcer, stumps of delectable blood,
torn veins of gas,
the belted mummies, received error.
Supple potted hands
rearranging tan
densities of noon.

To the end of the reach of the body,
to the rods that sprout yellow flowers
and ripple rock,
to the lunar light's gash of receding oil,
the grasp of sharp water
in a bottomless pit.
Thumbnail bibles
in honey stuck wings.
Air system clashing
with a swallowed drumbeat
ten horses' legs
on a couch of ferns
buzzing with vagrant wasps
and landing queens.