this journey\'s plague that bolts its cast on the green bank
iron wakes the skin too short to fall
a brail of brightest leaves
as bright as fingers pointing to the masked word
like an Adam on the day before the Eve walked straight beyond
as Christmas grew its chalice so the winter came and drew a shorter nail;
past the servants picking petals for the great slug
fasting with the fountain of the mulled bone
a cherry-bone with flesh gooseberry tall
makes fail the wounded wing in the vaulted room
a bride and groom with horse gut on their tramlines beard
like an Adam on the day before the Eve walked straight beyond;
a course grain sand for the moment mustard passed
a grass bed for the movement of the clocked birds
hermaphrodite with mushrooms in her hair
sleeps only when her cravings reach the village of the bread
like an Adam on the day before the Eve walked straight beyond
with protest comes the Starling on a frog foot march;
with just a trench foot for the sawdust of the blinked eye
with milk from cows as the lame hand bears its fruit
on the hocus pocus streets where forms the treasured chest
like an Adam on the day before the Eve walked straight beyond
this great beyond; where reasons death before we walk upon
the waters of a sunset where the infant flowers bond;
this journey\'s plague that bolts its cast on the green bank
fasting with the fountain of the mulled bone
hermaphrodite with mushrooms in her hair
like an Adam on the day before the Eve walked straight beyond
with feet on snowflakes warming to the clouds eye
still I feel you here; in the dark side of the room;