on the surface of
a bioluminescent river
coursing through conversant
rocks and mud
machinery of ancient calendars
owl eyes in mercury
the hatchet thrown in a fit of rage
circling like a boomerang.
Stars torn by flecks of falling space
the oval frames of one way doors
opening galactic tongues
for dancing mortal blood
a throne of ice on some Las Vegas stage
a glitter cage for gnashing fangs
and wet bone breaking eggs
divinity of dregs and ruts of gold
floating kiosk where the spine is sold
to magic formulas
cold vials of guts with angel
wings branching from turbulent labels
to translucent floors
feathered archways where
the acid pours
black wind on twisted letters
a moon of bedsheets
and a valley in knots
before a red torch
scum oceans sliding over
persistent boulders.
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