behind the wheel
I festered
both hands
sly to the road

you held tight
like cold shanties
banished
through the
breeze

eagle flew there
so soft
nestled in
a warm hug
no virtue
at all on your
trousers

I told the
sky
not to dock
in your
shade
and it was
wrong to
do

( handsome
men did zilch
for the hard
pluck
of nipples )

drink from
the womb
sperm as big
as theory

climb up
the boil
onto
hospice
sheets

but don't
stare
at the moth
cocooned
from
my
mouth

.

flies
sting

gentle
merchants
with
enigma
flesh

remember
dora
her drum
loud like
a pumpkin
bashed
on tin

even her
undertones of
wavy stigma

remember
her skin
red like
blood

like a scab
of nerves

.

above
the doctors bolo
your body is
little more than a
soft bag
from which
organs
live

both palms
are frozen
meat
abstract
in thick
muscle

( if a razor
was a
peel of land
we would
suture
wounds )

dark imperilments
were
have always
been
recurrent

dreams
become stone
sooty with
potential

and around
your shoulder
cupid
puts a glove of
antibiotics

no
thought
able to
stay

.

I've evaluated
alcohol is
freedom from
age

but what
has caused
this
fizzle

if you are
to die
take a place
in the
distance

where
green fields
soak the
earth
in sun