the figure 8.
white muscle for the teeth
free enterprise.
hindsight and breath alone,
now breeds as cockroach
harbour viewed. pretty as a rag.
the crank of man
white diesel in the confines of a burn,
shuts down mid-sentence
hanging on a vowel;
confetti forging anchor
paper-thin
home to hemarthrosis in the bucket of a Lark
sings praise to love through the granite of a spark;
molecules of thunder
where congregates all stains of orthodox,
as saints and hormones gather lumps of charcoal from a lung;
what picture this,
that marries carpets,
paints anthologies?
as green as kale
stone-deaf between the ears
like a portrait on a plastic plate of skank astrology.
Gemini my muzzle
Aries you. corn-fed for yellows scent.
this heaving meat of conquest
through the perfume of intent.
my love and I.
two Padron peppers
bright as honeydew;