bring death to my chandelier
let her bark between the trees
let her rest between the pillars of apricot sleeves
as sings the pregnant daffodil
within the confines of smouldering soot;
let burn the idleness of floating log
where springs the surprise of her fathomless fin
where barks the eyes of the knees
where stalks the tongue from the socket of the grave
and with it the burrowing birch;
in cages where flour meets steel
King of eye. Prince upon the meadows of the mass
love only as lovers upon branches of the Meadowlarks wing
sing within the skin of sudden embrace
within the confines of lusts sudden rage;
pillage through heartless debris
shield of gold. sword of swollen fruit
as armour upon the shoulders of entrusted relief
dithers with the liver of unaccompanied glass
where glistens the insufferable mood of foot fetish charm;
grasp of the storm. fist of the fingerless fog
look beyond the storm; beyond the evergreen of remanded sex
ghoul of repent. shoal of semen and breast
swim with the love of rats piss and replenished despair
was it you or I who loved each other least?