When the batter from the bowl is cleaned;
the city lights struck;
a half an alter-ego double-crossed;
crickets dead neath stones of perfect tumbling;
a falcon matching eye to the rooster;
bricks of blue;

When the hummingbird is pinioned by the fork;
a semi-trailer anvils;
breasts fall sweetly to then fall away;
letters fathers sent to sons are lost;
a yawn occurs in the perpetual intermission;
a bear in a jacket deceives you;

When consequence is no longer virtue;
virtue is soft.