The steam train anvil follows me

To the breast of the unschooled moon

Beyond dark molasses of self

Hooked as fissures, it's craters are

Creeping skinflakes on sandpaper -

A blind midwife with a dagger 


I have woken nothing but decree

As maligning droplets of slithery dew

In dowry to the

Lankness of arid plains

Ripple as vapidness, moribund, to

the crass felicity of pains


Grey silks drape and slope

Screeched sounds fecund Houdini 

My steaming breath more than 

Carbonic to the spartan moss

Interpreting a drowning:

A wolf and eel pictorial


Wringing fatty filet cords

Drying dead mutton, clothes wet

With sapient tang, spidered trees

Bare, like the hollow

Parchments of fading dusk

My Sub-skin sinews, chilling the dunes 


Some goddess winks, a vision 

Unmasking vital organs, blooded beacons

Smelt my miscreant mirage

The rubied shingles of amity

Distil our beloved covert home



JP Jan 23



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