“Monstrous necklaces of carnage the body wears, fractured kraters whose / wounds curators have delicately repaired to display as if original, / as if still intact, reconstructed…”

“That I might master the empire of my life, enact / anathemas against anachronology, pen then render incendiary a polemic necrology, / an edict list, a prohibitive…”

“My portion of the blame / does not absolve yours. How / still the hand which subtled / recursive those curses’ / curves. Blurred words return burns, / reborn hurt…”

“Acetamenaces & ibuprophets / encapsulate the clowns taking up my / docket, chalk up the blokes choking out of // control my schedule’s total lack of all / motive, dousing…”

“Silence this ferocity, / this wilderness wintering / this feral city to full / atrocity. Buy from me / my body, blind each lover / left over after scent’s been…”