Hills unfold through perilous oils

anomalies from the fumigated hallways

and the burning exit

him with his beams of dirty light

and her with the cut of her jeweled cavern

lichen covered twigs

and a mound of magnolia cones

coalescing in the glassy twilight,

harpooned on the orbit

of a foreign sun.

Ankhs of mud on pavement

sanctuary key to some other land

you and I trapped in cobweb labyrinths

of this reprinted and talkingly

embalmed world,

where the rut has salvaged

electricities for you to hurl.