softly the mist
is strangling my head
and softly the brick
is crushing
courting throbs
of quickening questions
head shrunk now
sound more heavy with sand
hot testicle breath
combs solvent cicero
a needle wasp's
fortuna olmudande'
thrumming
and sits up in bed
worn tiger ivory paper
its wadded silk domain
unrustling insect chrome
to the washerwoman's sweat scented
back slung guitara
let it roam
dark incandescent ovals
asleep in Poseidon's brow
long sleek ship like eye brow
cutting spider bird letters rising before
their smoke cloned other
hush after a beating
tender leaf
walm clungdstpioll
while I am softer clay
impregnated
with flowers
