Watching cloud fragments

become a deeper

lonelier whole

I wonder at the stone face

of what is far away

and merge with the tidal pebbles

and shells of my belonging

seeing the shadows rent open

and the painted spoons

lumps of cloth that are too much

for their ghostly corners

the way the shuttered windows

allow the light

the water's drain and laughing brine

living in a sprawl of faithful things

and skimming uncertain orbits

from the oil of a censored chair

rain tower for fever's tug

dream's tasteless descent

cracked hologram smile

the schematic of a waiting heart

rendered to fight with ancient fangs

cooled apart from the coughing pool

and sucking forest,

one thumb's photo

gathered vapor

and drug horizon

one filed tear.