horses starve wandering woods in stumbles
The retinue’s bloody swords dull reflect limbs
Clearing names with thorns and silken audacity wrongly suited with leaves and tubifex farm girls!
There moves the crippled wasp another deformity impressed upon this decaying choke
A canyon cleft
Muscular slaves making love in warm rain
teeth chipped on the barrel’s sight
choosing chalk over milk these burners with rotting wings