Twilight shakes the bones I cling to
Shout this dying light in fused being
Concocted a fever in a badger spell
Swept of a mask in a trembling chair palace
A hunt bleeds the ground swells
Numbing the nose from nail
Untying crowded knots that sleep
In bedded hearts these nights
Slithering the snake as arms path
Cooped in sling-rocket minds
As they fly the rocks and trees
Dressed as a painted doll pig
Shut me in these chambers
Twilight shakes the bones I cling to
As in twin-splitter reality showering
Planing these cock-crowed windy minute
In a brush-filled thought
I swam this night in horrid cold
Arisen waves culminate in a tidal square
Bloody as a father’s finger
When warming comes shrift in a shell
Blundering under wooden floors
As echoes lick the canvas
Knifing my ear drums
Holiday screwing your pin-eyed basket
Drunk on a hopped up pony ride
Shaping veins in pong warred rooms
As noise blares the oil beneath
Crying the baritone jungled hot hands
That hold all swings in sundered fashion
Robed in reptile hisses
Could I taste the worms wind?
Or mask a vampire in sheets of pink?
Maybe in a winter’s grassy peak
I’d be sweet as ghouls
At shepherd’s bread table
Drinking the air he speaks
But is I flay myself
A party undressing the queen
All hot and bitten
Sourly reaping the horse poles
For pleasure
My brisk wilderness whispers
Treading in oceans of fire
Awaited on by jack of ghosts
Smoking his trumpet
In a dog jackal president of men
All cringing strong in a wall of memories
Boys drink the anger in iron wrists
Shuttering the minute after
Where the sun rays touch skin
Wrapping loins in a angel fancy
But they drown in chains of inefficiency
As the fox with a tail chasing the drooping moon.
