“Expressing the oppressive burden / of a mind’s machinery whose gears / dæmons keep turning, fears asserting / life’s just a physical reaction // to the illusion that’s the…”

“Torch every timber shaft down to its last ember— / lest shores ever remember, scorch to fullest ember. // Between heating boards war ships gather warmth in…”

“Lured to destruction by the sweetness of song, / how in your distress words endure olive song. // Flesh addressing its undoing sweats, pants, longs
to be…”

“The only charges that / stick are those ivory / drops of electric light / thrown off by throbbing heads // drooping after dripping / onto sweltering flesh / scorches of…”

“Deifying my father’s ghost / after his death, his murder left / me more than enough secrets to / shoulder, defiant beast of a // Borden whose family pastime…”