and nerves of ultraviolet
glued to its radiant underbelly
the gelatin of its captured lightning
forked paths of empty space
blanking through ethereal doorways
at the threshold of a detailed dream
wings are insectoid in a folding brain
laid out on the hum of a restaurant table
stranded by driven feet
vibrating still in its fluorescent frost
its days and nights entwined in fallen ages
stun me with metallic spirituality
send me over a crystal wall
with the prod of death
shock the marrow from me with song
voracious God.
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