Dancing radishes on ten foot twine
lithe bodies gliding a sun belt
hands tacked up against
the galactic cork board
seething arms and legs
on a pile of pretzels and twigs
flexing and cradling chains
locking up a box of blood
the wood color of sandy drives.

Plastic drums move towns of heated rubber
the bass tap of failing flesh
cataloged in thermometer.
Arrows carry sinking flames
tanks of crapped cartoons
the uproar of milky paint.