When you burst out in rage
opening and opening

With white laughter from the ear
scarred ever and ever

You shiver with the horror of the moor, motionless
moving away, further away

As dusk in the cardboard creations of stars
mushrooms blister, black spores in the morning

Of mourning and lament, and your animals
weeping and weeping

The innocents of incinerating insects, pulsating
wrinkling weaker, stabbed and stabbing

To fly through the steaming web of cities
mouth down on the wet humus, in echo
and bone-

The storms like honey, drains the soul to fossilize
murder in the accusations of feathers, of fuel
these living dead, vultures
that vomit Iguanas from ashes, etcetera

And etcetera, electric candles for Leonardo
like old post-card roads, whispering and whispering
into the volatile winds
and windows, even though with the mouth smashed
the golem still grows as dusk waits, against gravity
all mountains rise, fall

Lashing photographs to the tides of moons and crows
the bird’s talons like Christ’s pounding heart
in dewdrops on the cross, Eve’s womb
complete inside her, the horrible secrets
tight around her neck

Never and never-the-less,
the head falls apart and the eyes crawl across the floor
opening and opening
like an umbrella or a black dress.

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