Oct 2, 2008


great houses burn with strange fires--
rooms flicker and fade; ceilings throb
hammered by sky; rusted nails ache
with a cold horrored inability to rise--

the air within drums the din of oceans--
dronings layered to a siren knell--
each sense is touch and every ignorance
abstraction poisonous by weight--

eat your dinner and die your death--
the plate is clean when no longer a plate--
the cup a river and the cup a rain--

your hair screams entangled in horizon--
your breath smolders with the moon--
the dead centers of eyes abyss with life--