Fake wood paneling core
battery led light
a relentless cloud
spitting thumb tacks
and a horrible gravy
a chain of feathers

sputtering across the moon
vibrated puddles
stilled in mid air
thoroughly crossed with waves
that laser the rip tide
wings and pads of all that move
coming home to the blade
folded in collapsed space's
night cloth

a rolling dock's vistas
pumping in the shell
of heaven overturned
apoplectic metal.