Banks of bottles and skin rankings
gone with the labelled dawn
mad afterbirth of floating couches
the gardens a ladder pissed in
mushrooms arrayed on plump
pouches of insect soil
the sword feet of falling sidewalks
scuffles in thin covering
the appearance of an elevated plane
an unlined palm tipping
forklifts and video servers
broke lines sharing an abandoned flask
the strap on midnight's equator
the belts rotating her dumb hands
my blade of scissored maxims dangling glue
two icy comets laughing hard,
the antenna of Sunday's goblet silver
metal and white caterpillars
cemetery's slab desk
and overflexed bridge
a vein of flowers.